© Hazel O`Connor



Put on your face, put on your clothes

Going out dancing, pose, pose

Wind our bodies round and round

Move to the rhythm of the fare rave sounds



These are the decadent days

These are the decadent ways

These are the de de de de de decadent days

De de de de de de decadent days



Swing to the left, swing to the right

Thrust your hips to the flashing light

Whirling dervish here's the rule

Sweating hot but you stay cool



These are the decadent days

These are the decadent ways

These are the de de de de de decadent days

De de de de de de decadent days



The whole room is vibrating

With all our bodies shaking

But still they're hesitating

From really taking it, making it, taking it