Wheeling down these corridors of tar
Car-bound pupils rarely stray
I avert my eyes from advertising
'Cause it sets my gorge rising
Can't afford what they're selling anyway
The newspapers are even worse
They pain the nation in a hearse
And charge mourners for a peek into the casket
Politicians at the masthead pepper the deck with lead
Swerving to avoid the metaphor, I almost run through a red
Some things never change, they simply alter their appearance
Staying positive becomes a question of endurance
Actions are defended with mercurial passion
Seems as if the truth is always subject to fashion trends
Round the clock there's no stop to the city's rhythms
Every little ripple sends a wave through the box I live in
So I push up the volume to mask my indecision
Headphones define my headspace
Now you can take to the streets bearing loaded petitions
Try to canvas my vote, but I'm not really listening
Come and knock on my door, man you won't get an answer
'Cause I'm no warrior, I'm just a late night dancer
Late night dancing's not idle prancing
It's an expression of dissasociation
Granted for most it comes with a dose of chemically assisted elation
And we're not rattled by the dark, loadshedded from zone to zone
It's always been all power to the party
Now there's just none in the home
Traversing the suburbs, posterboards jump out and hit me
Wielding exclamation marks they lay into my sanity
Fingers fondle dials, fumbling for isolation
Music realigns the mind and channels all frustrations out
Round the clock there's no stop to the city's rythms
Every little ripple sends a wave through the box I live in
So I push up the volume to mask my indecision
Headphones define my headspace
Now you can take to the streets bearing loaded petitions
Try to canvas my vote, but I'm not really listening
Come and knock on my door, man you won't get an answer
'Cause I'm no warrior, I'm just a late night dancer
We're all captive audience to a political puppetshow
Where self-righteous swaggers are the dance of the day
This is not to be confused with what we do
Our elegant moves will not cost you
This self-indulgence is conducted entriely at our own personal expense
We're so numb to reality, we won't even challenge you
For your seat on the fence
Now you can take to the streets bearing loaded petitions
Try to canvas my vote, but I'm not really listening
Come and knock on my door, man you won't get an answer
'Cause I'm no warrior, I'm just a late night dancer
You can take to the streets bearing loaded petitions
Try to canvas my vote, but I'm not really listening
Come and knock on my door, man you won't get an answer
'Cause I'm no warrior, I'm just a late night dancer