Tekster: Cunninlynguists. Dance For Me.
[Chorus: Sample] Dance for me, someone said Emily, shakes their head Lonely, gracefully Emily begins
[Verse 1: Deacon] She was a late bloomer, from Penny to Janet in a blink Dreamt bout being Josephine Baker in the mink Gold make-up in the Sphinx, skin made to view Body ornament performances, sin-sational From Rhythm Nation to, titillation through Demon-strations of, what she's made to do She always told me that she wanted to dance The only time she felt worthy of romance, damn I tried to told her she was worthy of chance But it's hard to talk to somebody in a trance I just gave her a glance, enough to sang her blues Be Pablo to paint her moves, be Langston to name her Hughes "Emily dance for me" someone said, she, curtsied and turned her head She posed, with knowledge and grace she gave us a taste With a look on her face that could be taken for dead
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Natti] Are we crazy, deranged, to stand up for some change? Dreams turn to schemes, which marionette pulls your strings? Emily's enemy was Emily, feelin me? She only lusted the heel-toe kick to the symphony And now she justified cryin rivers for sympathy Which in end she finds out is simply misery No mystery, or OnStar on destiny's roads Ballerina wardrobe glowing under the strobe Twirlin amongst dollars, waiting under the pole For a slightly possible goal, sometimes we sell out our soul Can't help that, errrbody done felt that Just ask your favourite artists whose heart has turned to pitch black Ask some of these stars where they lost they sense of self at Strictly being puppets in public is a setback Yeah fam, that's Emily's energy Everybody's a dancer, I don't view you no differently, so dance
[Chorus]
(Thanks to Cody for these lyrics)
[Verse 1: Deacon] She was a late bloomer, from Penny to Janet in a blink Dreamt bout being Josephine Baker in the mink Gold make-up in the Sphinx, skin made to view Body ornament performances, sin-sational From Rhythm Nation to, titillation through Demon-strations of, what she's made to do She always told me that she wanted to dance The only time she felt worthy of romance, damn I tried to told her she was worthy of chance But it's hard to talk to somebody in a trance I just gave her a glance, enough to sang her blues Be Pablo to paint her moves, be Langston to name her Hughes "Emily dance for me" someone said, she, curtsied and turned her head She posed, with knowledge and grace she gave us a taste With a look on her face that could be taken for dead
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Natti] Are we crazy, deranged, to stand up for some change? Dreams turn to schemes, which marionette pulls your strings? Emily's enemy was Emily, feelin me? She only lusted the heel-toe kick to the symphony And now she justified cryin rivers for sympathy Which in end she finds out is simply misery No mystery, or OnStar on destiny's roads Ballerina wardrobe glowing under the strobe Twirlin amongst dollars, waiting under the pole For a slightly possible goal, sometimes we sell out our soul Can't help that, errrbody done felt that Just ask your favourite artists whose heart has turned to pitch black Ask some of these stars where they lost they sense of self at Strictly being puppets in public is a setback Yeah fam, that's Emily's energy Everybody's a dancer, I don't view you no differently, so dance
[Chorus]
(Thanks to Cody for these lyrics)
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