There's always some bird-dog Snuffling, choking Looking like you came to collect Something you said you owed There's always some turtle snapping in my head Saying you can't just waltz in here Acting like nothing is wrong
No dancing, no dancing, no dancing Not while the road is racing No dancing, no dancing, no dancing Not while the time is chasing
There's a poacher on the land I recognize his hand In the mail He's fogging up the glass The bird is on the last And here he comes
Here he comes, oh
No dancing, no dancing, no dancing Not while the wires are showing No dancing, no dancing, no dancing Not while the time is flowing
There's a poacher on the land I recognize his hand In the mail He's fogging up the glass The bird is on the last And here he comes
Here he comes, oh
No dancing, no dancing, no dancing Not while the time is flowing No dancing, no dancing, no dancing Not while your wires are showing
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