Tekster: Theatre Of Tragedy. Assembly. Flickerlight.

I can't see
In the flicker light's quiet frequency
I was briefly interrupted by the sound
Of your voice

Now I can see
Why you turned away in disbelief
I couldn't get enough of the leitmotif
Of your voice

He's a lonely dancer
He's a fun fanatic organizer
I said, just tell me, tell me, tell me
If you like to check him, check him, check him

He's a lonely dancer
He's a fun fanatic organizer
I said, just tell me, tell me, tell me
If you like to check him, check him

When you dance reassurance marks every move
I don't understand
How you can make out the groove
Through the noise

He looks at you
The poise-boy tries to cut a good figure
But he has no future judging by the sound
Of your voice

He's a lonely dancer
He's a fun fanatic organizer
I said, just tell me, tell me, tell me
If you like to check him, check him, check him

He's a lonely dancer
He's a fun fanatic organizer
I said, just tell me, tell me, tell me
If you like to check him, check him

He's a lonely dancer
He's a fun fanatic organizer
I said, just tell me, tell me, tell me
If you like to check him, check him, check him

He's a lonely dancer
He's a fun fanatic organizer
I said, just tell me, tell me, tell me
If you like to check him, check him