160 beats per minute. Is the only thing that I hear. Everybody is dancing with themselves. No whispering in each others ear. . Being hopeless at the DJ's mercy.
Between the stars we're sitting here. Our wives are having breakfast now. Down on earth the skies are clear. . Oh, how we wish that they were here. Tell me what we're doing here.
Let's get the message across. Crazy Christan nightmare men. Don't come here in the house of pain. Or we will cause you misery and shame. When I get you in these arms, the party's over.