Funky Cameo-Style Dance Number
funky dance number in the style of cameo
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Lyrics
[Verse]
Stay on the sidewalk till the friction starts to spark
Slide your leather soles across the belly of the dark
The heavy gravity is losing all its grip tonight
We are the architects of every flickering light
Forget the clockwork moving steady in your chest
The city pulse is beating harder than the rest
Dust off the shadow hanging heavy on your coat
Ride the silver ripple like a drifting paper boat
The static air is thick enough to carve a name
We are the fuel that feeds the hungry little flame
Ignore the silence building up behind the door
There is a fever crawling out across the floor
Let the copper wiring tangle in your spine
Watch the jagged edges start to sharpen and align
Push the heavy weight against the turning of the wheel
Turn the frozen pavement into something we can feel
Break
the quiet circle with a sudden snap of bone
Nobody is dancing on a kingdom made of stone
Let the copper wiring tangle in your spine
Watch the jagged edges start to sharpen and align
Push the heavy weight against the turning of the wheel
Turn the frozen pavement into something we can feel
Break
the quiet circle with a sudden snap of bone
Nobody is dancing on a kingdom made of stone
The yellow lines are melting into pools of gold
Stories that the morning never wanted to be told
The gears are grinding but the oil is running sweet
I can feel the engine thrumming underneath my feet
There is no logic in the way the shadows bend
Only a momentum that refuses now to end
Let the copper wiring tangle in your spine
Watch the jagged edges start to sharpen and align
Push the heavy weight against the turning of the wheel
Turn the frozen pavement into something we can feel
Break
the quiet circle with a sudden snap of bone
Nobody is dancing on a kingdom made of stone
Let the copper wiring tangle in your spine
Watch the jagged edges start to sharpen and align
Push the heavy weight against the turning of the wheel
Turn the frozen pavement into something we can feel
Break
the quiet circle with a sudden snap of bone
Nobody is dancing on a kingdom made of stone
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