Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brand New Dance, artist - Loudon Wainwright III. Album song Haven't Got the Blues (Yet), in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 08.09.2014
Record label: Concord, Savoy
Song language: English
Brand New Dance |
There’s a new dance craze sweepin' the land |
First you get out of bed, then you attempt to stand |
You get out of bed, you get to your feet |
You got to just stand there, you can’t retreat |
Now here comes the hard part, it’s bad news |
You got to bend over and put on your shoes |
Over in the bed lies your sleepin' wife |
Snorin' like a sailor, she’s the love of your life |
But that women is a martyr and you know it’s true |
Who the hell else would put up with you? |
You got a brand new dance and it goes like this |
You wake up in the mornin' and look in to the abyss |
Take a look |
Take another look, come on! |
It’s a fight to the finish |
It’s a flackin' and a fray |
Got a brand new song and I sing it everyday |
I got a new smell and it’s called «The Old Man» |
A new taste sensation, I’d say it was bland |
But that senior discount, that’s my kind of treat |
But when I get on the bus, you got to give me a seat |
Come on, baby |
Yeah, the water is rising way past flood stage |
The woods are on fire, and that’s a turn the page |
So we stack the? |
You drink a little coffee then you go take a seat |
Read your business section, up there on your throne |
You got a brand new dance, and you do it alone |
Don’t just sit there |
Do something |
Shake a tail feather! |
You got a brand new dance, you gotta get you some work |
It’s a little like the Monkey, and a lot like the Jerk |
The Chicken and the Pony and the Frug and the Swap |
It’s a brand new dance, and you wish it would stop |
You’d rather be a workin' stiff, than a lazy slob |
Sha na na, don’t get you no job |
Hey hallelujah it’s election time |
Vote in a booth for the big boss line |
But it’s the same old song, same old dance |
Same long shot at the same slim chance, yeah |
One of those fools is bound to win |
But it’s the same old, same old, all over again |
Here we go |
There’s a new dance craze sweepin' the land |
First you get out of bed, then you attempt to stand |
Get out of bed, get to your feet |
You got to just stand there, you can’t retreat |
Now here comes the hard part, it’s a bad news |
You got to bend over and put on your shoes |