Purgatory Dance Party

The strobe lights your eyes
 As the DJ is hung up and crucified
 And there you are in all your innocence
 With your back against the wall
 Breaking hearts like commandments
 I don't mind waiting for you
 There's blood on the dancefloor
 Oh, now what are you gonna do?
 I don't mind lying for you
 About the bodies in the backyard
 Four-three-two-one
 Satan, go put on your blue dress, honey,
 And lets do the tango!
 Jesus, go put on some Elvis, baby,
 And lets do the cha-cha!
 Satan, let's toast to the Armageddon
 You know that is all you!
 Gandhi, go pour us a couple of whiskeys
 You know you, my nigga!
 I think I've seen you on TV
 Where you're selling the end of the world?
 You seem harmless enough to me
 As my eyes glaze over into medicated sleep
 I don't mind waiting for you
 There's blood on the dancefloor
 Oh, now what are you gonna do?
 I don't mind lying for you
 About the bodies in the backyard
 Four-three-two-one
 Satan, go put on your blue dress, honey,
 And lets do the tango
 Jesus, go put on some Elvis, baby,
 And lets do the cha-cha
 Satan, let's toast to the Armageddon
 You know that is all you
 Gandhi, go pour us a couple of whiskeys
 You know you, my nigga!
 Thank you doctor for these wonderful pills
 I'm feeling so much different now
 All suicidal thoughts are gone
 And my new middle name is now 'Optimistic'
 Just as the night fades into day
 Mourning becomes you
 As your worst nightmares come true
 What will you do now that no one wants you
 And your wildest dreams are all dying on your birthday?
 I want a front row seat to your Technicolor funeral,
 I can not stop smiling
 As they're lowering
 Your body into the ground
 I don't mind waiting for you
 There's blood on the dancefloor
 Oh, now what are you gonna do?
 I don't mind lying for you
 About the bodies in the backyard
 Oh, now what are you gonna do?
 Thank you doctor for these wonderful pills
 I'm feeling so much different now
 All suicidal thoughts are gone
 And my new middle name is now 'Optimistic'
 Satan, go put on your blue dress, honey,
 And lets do the tango!
 Jesus, go put on some Elvis, baby,
 And lets do the cha-cha!
 Satan, let's toast to the Armageddon
 You know that is all you!
 Gandhi, go pour us a couple of whiskeys
 You know you, my nigga!