The Rapture - Whoo! Alright-Yeah...Uh Huh

Oh, the sun drenched French girls wont relate to A frozen glare from the northern state Dreamin of fat happy babies kicking ladies in the metro now And the mirrors wont sing back divine Be it choppin your air or choppin a line But you laugh-crack-up they laugh-crack-up and smile Whoo! Alright, lets fall apart and the clock stops here and now Tick tick tick tick tick tick, ow! She said your allegory is far too blunt I said this ain't no laboratory, you're the cunt She said I'm emotional distance, it doesn t rhyme Or resonate brilliance in its time But is it lyrical genius or crap rock poetry? I say the lineage runs Morrison, Patti Smith, then me But maybe the reason we're so uninspired is cuz the hours late and the bodies are tired, I think everybody here can agree That a party ain t great cuz the booze is free Naw, free spirits ain t setting no one's spirit free Yeah, uh huh, I'm fallin apart and the clock stops here and now Tick tick tick tick, ow Wind it up now! People don't dance no more, (what!) They just stand there like this, (uh huh) They cross their arms and stare you down and drink and moan and diss (that's right!) People don't dance no more (uh huh) They just stand there like this (yeah!) They cross their arms and stare you down and drink and moan and diss (ok!) People don't dance no more, (what!) They just stand there like this, (that's right!) They cross their arms and stare you down and drink and moan and diss (ok now!) People don't dance no more they just stand there like this They cross their arms and stare you down and drink and moan and diss Y'all ready girls? (uh huh, yeah) Break! I used to think life's a bitter pill but it s a grand old time