[Verse 1]
Alright, I'm on Johnson Avenue in San Luis Obispo
And I'm five years old, or six, maybe
And indications that there's something wrong with our new house
Trip down the wire twice daily

[Verse 2]
I'm in the living room watching the Watergate hearings
While my stepfather yells at my mother
Launches a glass across the room, straight at her head
And I dash upstairs to take cover

[Verse 3]
Lean in close to my little record player on the floor
So this is what the volume knob's for

[Hook]
I listen to dance music
Dance music

[Verse 4]
Okay, so look, I'm 17 years old
And you're the last best thing I've got going
But then the special secret sickness starts to eat through you
What am I supposed to do? No way of knowing
[Verse 5]
So I follow you down your twisting alleyways
Find a few cul-de-sacs of my own
There's only one place this road ever ends up
And I don't want to die alone

[Verse 6]
Let me down, let me down, let me down gently
When the police come to get me

[Hook]
I'm listening to dance music
Dance music