No pulse Like the beat we keep together Lost souls Tomorrow waits forever Fingers in my mouth Fingers down my throat What is it you want? Wanna dance, dance, dance?
No pulse She's turning blue, we're losing her Pulse Call an ambulance, we're losing her Foam from her mouth Finger on her wrist Girl, what did you do? Go, disco!
They like you more like this A tragedy with tits Keep racking up the hits They love your death and glitz No-one more obedient than you
No pulse Just a doll-like face and figure Pose For the crime investigators Pictures of your face Every front page Homeless runaway Hey, hey!
They like you more like this A tragedy with tits Keep racking up the hits They love your death and glitz
They like you more like this A tragedy with tits Keep racking up the hits They love your death and glitz No one more obedient than you No one more obedient than you
Death and glitz And death and tits Death and glitz And death and tits Death And glitz