It was a night like this

When you can feel it coming

Something special in the room

And you can be that someone

The place was all-a-glow with the disco light

And it came from a screen

Where the kids were trying to dance



Now there's too many televisions

There's too many colored screens

I'd probably join them

If I knew just what that means

This repetition that continues through the night

It goes up down up down left left right



Now you go like you got something to prove

Oh you go like you got something to prove

You've done it all before, it still refused to move

So you go go go like you got something to prove



He was a straight laced shooter

Kept his hands at ten and two

But was plagued with impulses that he never quite let through

It wasn't so apparent by the way that he dressed

Until later in the days all the kids he impressed with the dance



Now there's too many televisions

There's too many colored screens

I'd probably join them

If I knew just what that means

This repetition that continues through the night

It goes up down up down left left right



Now you go like you got something to prove

Oh you go like you got something to prove

You've done it all before and still refuse to move

So you go go go like you've got something to prove



None of them like me

I am so alone

None of them like me

I want to go home