Come on skinny Come on fatty Shake it Martha Shake it Larry Shake it Mr. Coronary You gotta dance dance Come on and dance dance Dance til you're outta
on skinny, come on fatty Shake it Martha, shake it Larry Shake it Mr. Coronary You gotta dance, dance Come on and dance, dance Gotta dance till you'
on skinny Come on fatty Shake it Martha Shake it Larry Shake it Mr. Coronary You gotta dance dance Come on and dance dance Dance til you're outta breath
Traduzione: Alice Cooper. Dance Yourself To Death.
Sit down and please make yourself comfortable I might need some time to dance around what I need to say I love you to death, I think I need a break
Forget the things that you own And travel almost anywhere you can go Dance across the tree tips, set them ablaze Soaking in their pleasant warm summer
is combition, lust brings greed lust will show you what you need lust for passion, lust for sex lust for life and lust for death lust is infinity, lust
you can live beyond the clouds Behind the pearly gates, behind the swirly hate I wanna get a chance to stroll on them golden rolls But how can you dance
want to compete abroad My cruel weapons have been put on the shelf Come sit down on my knee You are dearer to me than myself As you yourself can see
place your ear to my lips. Trace these notes with your fingertips. They dance alone on my last breath. This is the end. This is death. [Singing:] the
Sa ga sa, sa ga now now now That's for testing, one two Chali 2na, Beenie Man Check it, brace yourself, consuma Sugar ang fish, they doma computa Bring
Broken porcelain glides along the marble floors. Idol eyes will never turn back to their Lord. They dance in his coils and chant...and when this intention of death
me becoming an animal Blue eyes, bloody sight Ready for a fatal fight Maniak ! Anal way to explain you This hate I feel is all for you Prepare yourself
how the people who were held hostage felt Time for those songs you tell to be left on the shelf Play like a website bwoy: just calm yourself The twin
on riding The pain you know so well They'll ride you down to the gutter They'll ride you down to hell CHORUS And you the master dealer May death be on
the stars at night Now held captive in these cities, working ourselves to death Addictions help us cope with pain Numb yourself enough to sustain All this death
