Dead astaire (The Swan Bride)

dancing like the ground’s a fire plate dancing when the music’s gone away dancing & the blood is boiling now everything is falling & you don’t know what’s going on dancing through the looking-glass but your wonderland’s not meant to last dance all night & eat your funeral pie he’ll make you twist & shout until you die. dead astaire! dancing like a madman in a mushroom cloud he’s dancing & he’s laughing loud he’s dancing in the tv screen & the life you lived has turned to heroin dead astaire!