Saturday, November 11, 2006

all dressed up with no were to go

got dressed halfway through the day.
was thinkin' 'bout how it's all got away.
from us and is gettin so far
that it can't come back.
or can it?

cuz we're all dressed up but there's no place togo.
alone in this place of nothing.
this ain't no city,
it's only a town.
a town which is owned by the few,
who make it all the same.

we started to set out,
but then changed our minds.
cuz there's no where to go,
no one to see,
and nothing to do.

cuz we're all dressed up but there's no place togo.
alone in this place of nothing.
this ain't no city,
it's only a town.
a town which is owned by the few,
who make it all the same.

we came back in,
went back down,
to the basement alone,
and danced by ourselves
to the music of the headphones.

cuz we're all dressed up but there's no place togo.
alone in this place of nothing.
this ain't no city,
it's only a town.
a town which is owned by the few,
who make it all the same.

we danced and danced and danced,
our feet hurt
from the concrete,
yet that couldn't stop us.
so we kept dancing

cuz we're all dressed up but there's no place togo.
alone in this place of nothing.
this ain't no city,
it's only a town.
a town which is owned by the few,
who make it all the same.

Then someone called from up above,
no,not heaven, just the floor above.
they hadn't heard the music,
they just wanted to know what iwas doing.
nothin' was my answer and that was it.


Don't steal my lyrics.