"Instant Club Hit (You'll Dance To Anything)" lyrics

"Instant Club Hit (You'll Dance To Anything)"

You'll dance to anything

(You'll dance to anything
You'll dance to anything
You'll dance to anything)

Oh, baby, look at you
Don't you look like Siouxsie Sioux
How long'd it take to get that way
What a terrible waste of energy
You wear black clothes say you're poetic
The sad truth is you're just pathetic
Get into the groove just get out of my way
I came here to drink not to get laid
So why don't you just go on home
Cause if you want to moan you'll have to moan alone

You'll dance to anything
You'll dance to anything

Don't try to tell me that you're an intellectual
Cause you're just another boring bisexual
(I met Andy Warhol at a really chic party)
Blow it out your hairdo cause you work at Hardees
80 pounds of make up on your art school skin
80 points of I.Q. located within

Know what you are? You're a bunch of ...
(Ar-ar-ar-ar-art-ar-ar-ar-art-art-Artfags! Artfags!
Art-art-artfa-artfa-Artfags! Aaartfaaags!)
Choke on this you dance-a-teria types!

You'll dance to anything by The Communards
You'll dance to anything by Book of Love
You'll dance to anything by The Smiths
You'll dance to anything by Depeche Commode
You'll dance to anything by Public Image Limited
You'll dance to anything by Naked Truth
You'll dance to anything by any bunch of stupid Europeans who come over here with their big hairdos, intent on taking our money instead of giving your cash where it belongs, to a decent American artist like myself!

You'll dance to anything


Writer(s): David Schulthise, Joseph Genaro, Dean Sabatino, Rodney Linderman
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