The Disco Machine Songtext
von Sheila and the Insects

People raise your arms
Poetry in time
People when you dance
Do you do it in rhyme
Do you crowd the entrance
Crowd the dancefloor
Crowd the ledges
Do you crowd them all
People raise your arms
Time to wave goodbye

Eyes on the deejay
Strobe lights hypnotizing
Let them cry
Disco is dead
Disco is dead
Disco is dead
Haven′t you noticed
Disco is dead


So tell me why you're here
What have you got to say
Why is your make-up in such disarray
Will them to abandon this heathen pit
Hang your soul to dry
Now clear the entrance
Clear the dancefloor
Clear the ledges
Clear them all
People raise your arms
Time to wave goodbye

Eyes on the deejay
Strobe lights hypnotizing
Beg for more
Chanting, syncopating
Disco dancing ′til they die
Disco is dead
Disco is dead
Disco is dead
Haven't you noticed
Disco is dead