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​Whoo! Alright - Yeah... Uh Huh.

This song is by The Rapture and appears on the album Pieces of the People We Love (2006).

Oh, the sun drenched French girls won't relate
To a frozen glare from the Northern State
Dreamin' of fat happy babies
Kickin' ladies on the Metro now

And the mirrors won't sing back divine
Be it choppin your hair or choppin a line
But you laugh-crack-up they
Laugh-crack up and smile

Whoo! All right - let's fall apart
And the clock starts tickin now
Tick tick tick tick tick tick OW

She said 'your allegory is far too blunt'
I said 'this ain't no laboratory your the cunt'
She said 'emotional distance, it dosn't rhyme
Or resonate brillance from in it's time'
But is it lyrical genius or crap rock poetry?
I say the lineage runs Morrison, Patti Smyth and me

But maybe the reason we're so uninspired
Is 'cause the hour is late and the bodies are tired
I think everyone here can agree
That a party ain't great 'cause the booze is free
Naw the free spirits ain't settin' no one's spirits free

Yeah! Uh huh, I'm falling apart
And the clock starts here and now
Tick tick tick tick OW

Wind it up now

People don't dance no more
They just stand there like this:
They cross their arms and stare you down
And drink and moan and diss
People don't dance no more
They just stand there like this:
They cross their arms and stare you down
And drink and moan and diss
People don't dance no more
They just stand there like this:
They cross their arms and stare you down
And drink and moan and diss

People don't dance no more
They just stand there like this:
They cross their arms and stare you down
And drink and moan and diss

I used to think life's a bitter pill, but it's a grand old time