You're A Dancer, You're Not A Lover

Blood On The Dance Floor

I Want To Tell A Tale 
Of Love, Drugs, And Complications 

It's Off To The Streets 
That Talk To Me 
I Take This Bitter Drug 
That Makes Me Fall In Love 
The Ground Lights Up 
Like The Worlds A Club 
I Meet A Friend 
We Dance Till The End 
When A Girl Makes Me Fall Again 
She Gave Me A Pill 
To Steady My Will 
Here We Go Across The universe 
Hip Hop On Top Of The Hearse 
Rid This Earth 
Of Its Awful Curse 

You're A Dancer, You're Not A Lover 
You're A Dancer, You're Not A Lover 
You're A Dancer, You're Not A Lover 
You're A Dancer, You're Not A Lover 

Drop Dead Fred 
Can't Imagine This Blood Shed 
You Don't Need Instructions 
For My Sexy Seduction 
Break Your Frame 
Take Your Heart 
Put Into My Empty Art 
Get Into The Bigger Tits 
Stronger Hips 
Ultra Ego rivalry 
Blasphemy 
Hersey 
It’s All Committed 
In This Dance Insanity 
We Might Not Make It Through The Door 
So Fuck Me On The Dance Floor 
Take Off Your Pants 
And Do The Revolutionary Dance 

You're A Dancer, You're Not A Lover 
You're A Dancer, You're Not A Lover 
You're A Dancer, You're Not A Lover 
You're A Dancer, You're Not A Lover 

You're A Dancer, You're Not A Lover 
You're A Dancer, You're Not A Lover 
You're A Dancer, You're Not A Lover 
You're A Dancer, You're Not A Lover