Из альбома: Last Train to Mashville, Volume 2

Last train to Mashville, girl, you got on board
Packed up your medicines, left without a word
Now you’re strung out in Suburbia, waiting for that call
You just chill out by yourself behind your front door
You lost the plot again, where you are now ain’t clear
It’s a misty morning memory, the road that took you here
Your special K keeps the chills away with your needle and your spoon
Staring at the wall, sharin' your score with no one
And you don’t dance to techno anymore
I don’t see you under the strobe light on the dance floor
It’s been a while since I saw you ultraviolet smile
And you don’t dance to techno anymore
Take it away
Bein' a lover man and a DJ, lots-a girls come down the front when I’m on the
one’s and two’s. There was this one particular girl though, she was so beautiful, she used to knock my eyes out every damn time. One night,
she took this funny little heart-shaped pill and just died, right there in front of me. Now she don’t dance to techno anymore
You don’t dance to techno anymore
You don’t dance to techno anymore
You don’t dance to techno, so sad since you let go You don’t dance to techno anymore
Yeah, I tell you girl
The 808 and the 303 ain’t the friends that they used to be You got no time for sweet 909
You said goodbye to Chicago
Detroit city, Lord you let her go And there ain’t no guest list at the borderline
All the people sing
And you don’t dance to techno anymore
I don’t see you under the strobe light on the dance floor
It’s been a while since I saw you ultraviolet smile
And you don’t dance to techno anymore
You don’t dance to techno anymore
You don’t dance to techno anymore
You don’t dance to techno, so sad since you let go You don’t dance to techno anymore
You don’t dance to techno
Hip-hop or electro
You don’t dacne to techno anymore
You don’t dance to techno anymore

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