Oh, there's a Goth in the disco
Yeah, there's a Goth in the disco
Oh, there's a Goth in the disco
Yeah, there's a Goth in the disco
Pale face, black vest, steady watching
She's got a cure for this emptiness
Melting vinyl, burning hair
Suicidal in the disco, yeah
She hates all the music, can't stand the lights
But there's nothing else to do on a Saturday night
And she doesn't like the people, can't stand to dance
So they're all going home in an ambulance
(Woop, woop)
All going
Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco
All going
Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco
Empty bottle, dirty rag, can of petrol
She's got a cocktail for these fucking slags
Melting vinyl, burning hair
Suicidal in the disco, yeah
She hates all the music, can't stand the lights
But there's nothing else to do on a Saturday night
And she doesn't like the people, can't stand to dance
So they're all going home in an ambulance
(Woop, woop)
Oh, there's a Goth in the disco
Yeah, there's a Goth in the disco
Oh, there's a Goth in the disco
Yeah, there's a Goth in the disco
All going
Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco
All going
Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco
She hates all the music, can't stand the lights
But there's nothing else to do on a Saturday night
And she doesn't like the people, can't stand to dance
So they're all going home in an ambulance
(Woop, woop)
All going
Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco
All going
Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco
Can't stand disco