| If one day you decide to integrate
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| In this blue cynical world
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| You have to dance with a certain class
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| How does a hominid
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| And now say goodbye, goodbye
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| already to mediocrity
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| And it is that tonight
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| We absolutely forbid failure
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| We go in there
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| Feeling the grooving of a black
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| If now the dj put dancing queen
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| They would name you an object man
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| Look at us, we don't dance so bad
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| It's the others who don't know
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| They can never let us go
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| "Don't come back here again"
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| Look at us, we don't dance so bad
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| It's the others who don't know
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| The firmament is illuminated
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| there is a star in you
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| You, the prince of evil
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| And I, I the marquis of immorality
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| Today we will change our polarity
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| And we'll make it out with some dignity
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| I am a character
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| I have it written on my forehead
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| can be seen clearly
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| In fact it is normal
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| The truth is that it is a tattoo
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| And your suede skin
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| And my spontex eyes, today they will shine
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| Our Bowie poses can only succeed
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| you move safely
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| Look at us, we don't dance so bad
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| It's the others who don't know
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| They can never let us go
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| "Don't come back here again"
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| Look at us, we don't dance so bad
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| It's the others who don't know
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| The firmament is illuminated
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| there is a star in you
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| wolves, wolves
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| What are you all looking at, wolves?
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| The balls go down, they shine
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| And a laser beam
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| To your mouth and teeth
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| They are florescent, feel
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| As they explode, they fly
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| Among the people and travel
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| at the end of the cosmos
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| They all fly back home
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| And the wolves follow, wolves
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| Call us all bitches |