I'll Take That Dance Now
In the Fifties it was called the Twist
Everybody was doing it
At every neon diner and roller rink
The kids all moved in and outta sink
To the Howl and the screech
Of that big bee-bop beat
Before the Bird fell from the wire
Before Johnny's head got a little bit wider
I'll take that dance now
In the Sixties came the Electric-Slide
The calm before the electric tidal
Wave good-bye, bye bye bye, yer babies fried
Nixon, napalm and knee high boots
Commandos braless and burning books
The flailing limbs and saucer-eyed looks
As everyone jived and shook
I'll take that dance now
In the Seventies there were a few
The Hustle, the Bump, the Disco Finger
Oh sure you could say everything was simpler
Owsley's dancing bear disappeared without a whisper
Down with the Byrds, the rise of the Eagles
T-shirt sales, peroxide and high heels
The streets the parlour for the dance and song
As Mr. Mojo took a bath for a second too long
I'll take that dance now
The Eighties entered with a moonwalk
It walked and talked and talked and talked
Till there was nothing left, just synths and plastic-ness
All the powder and the neon nights
Dionysus in drag under sequins and hot lights
Stevie's nose just like the moon
Full of holes and gone too soon
I'll take that dance now
In the Nineties heads were banging
To the sound of chainsaws clanging
through Boss-DR-01s, as MTV played another one
And then another one until it all was stale
The mainstream stole the holy grail
And placed it on everyone's screen
Until the shotgun put the period on the pedigree
I'll take that dance now
The 2000's were crystalline
Brittany's balding but she says she's fine
And Soulja Boy superman'd that hoe
We all know how the song goes
Six foot seven foot eight foot bunch
B-A-N-A-N-A's for lunch
Even-I-can-sense My Immortal flaw
strung out on natty wine and flat white claws
Hey Ya, lets link-in the park
Back to black, it's getting dark
I'll take that dance now
I'll take it, I'll take it now
I'll take it now
Twenty something in the twenty ten's
Dabbing to old reruns of Friends
Where did all the good times go?
No one ever knows
Flossed out and twerked to death
Gangham style ate the West
And the rest? Well that's history
I don't know, do you think it's funny?
How there's nowhere to dance anymore
I'll take it anyway, take it right here
Take it now
Everybody was doing it
At every neon diner and roller rink
The kids all moved in and outta sink
To the Howl and the screech
Of that big bee-bop beat
Before the Bird fell from the wire
Before Johnny's head got a little bit wider
I'll take that dance now
In the Sixties came the Electric-Slide
The calm before the electric tidal
Wave good-bye, bye bye bye, yer babies fried
Nixon, napalm and knee high boots
Commandos braless and burning books
The flailing limbs and saucer-eyed looks
As everyone jived and shook
I'll take that dance now
In the Seventies there were a few
The Hustle, the Bump, the Disco Finger
Oh sure you could say everything was simpler
Owsley's dancing bear disappeared without a whisper
Down with the Byrds, the rise of the Eagles
T-shirt sales, peroxide and high heels
The streets the parlour for the dance and song
As Mr. Mojo took a bath for a second too long
I'll take that dance now
The Eighties entered with a moonwalk
It walked and talked and talked and talked
Till there was nothing left, just synths and plastic-ness
All the powder and the neon nights
Dionysus in drag under sequins and hot lights
Stevie's nose just like the moon
Full of holes and gone too soon
I'll take that dance now
In the Nineties heads were banging
To the sound of chainsaws clanging
through Boss-DR-01s, as MTV played another one
And then another one until it all was stale
The mainstream stole the holy grail
And placed it on everyone's screen
Until the shotgun put the period on the pedigree
I'll take that dance now
The 2000's were crystalline
Brittany's balding but she says she's fine
And Soulja Boy superman'd that hoe
We all know how the song goes
Six foot seven foot eight foot bunch
B-A-N-A-N-A's for lunch
Even-I-can-sense My Immortal flaw
strung out on natty wine and flat white claws
Hey Ya, lets link-in the park
Back to black, it's getting dark
I'll take that dance now
I'll take it, I'll take it now
I'll take it now
Twenty something in the twenty ten's
Dabbing to old reruns of Friends
Where did all the good times go?
No one ever knows
Flossed out and twerked to death
Gangham style ate the West
And the rest? Well that's history
I don't know, do you think it's funny?
How there's nowhere to dance anymore
I'll take it anyway, take it right here
Take it now
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Writer(s): Eric Peterson-thornton
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