Dance

God walks home through the local park
Meets the devil with a broken heart
He says, "I've been let down by the armies of darkness
Oh, my whole life's a mess"
And God says

"I got the cure
I'm holding on to something pure
I got the cure for you

All you gotta do is dance, pick your feet up
All you gotta do is dance, feel the beat, love
All you gotta do is dance
Dance with me"

Now the devil thanks God, and he's on his way
Skip in his stride, what a beautiful day
And then along comes a slacker with some fun in his hand
Beelzebub knows he's got to save this man
And the devil says

"I got the cure
I'm holding on to something pure
I got the cure for you

All you gotta do is dance, pick your feet up
All you gotta do is dance, feel the beat, love
All you gotta do is dance
Dance with me

All you gotta do is dance, pick your feet up
All you gotta do is dance, feel the beat, love
All you gotta do is dance
Dance with me"

The trees became a multitude of angels
Singing out like a gospel choir (singing, singing, singing)
And the benches in the park rose up
To become their Chariots of Fire (fire)
Oh, fire, yeah (fire, fire)
They rose up, they rose up
To become their Chariots of Fire (fire, fire, fire)
(And the benches in the park rose up) mm
(And they dance with God and Beelzebub)

And God says

"All you gotta do is dance, pick your feet up
All you gotta do is dance, feel the beat, love
All you gotta do is dance
Dance with me

All you gotta do is dance, pick your feet up
All you gotta do is dance, feel the beat, love
All you gotta do is dance
Dance with me

All you gotta do is dance, pick your feet up
All you gotta do is dance, feel the beat, love
All you gotta do is dance
Dance with me"



Credits
Writer(s): Rick Astley
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