Album Name : The Fire Is On the Bird
Release Date : 2007-03-27
Song Duration : 3:56
Jackson Jackson The International Society Of Bad Dancers
Hear what now, what's that sound
Rumble in the ground
Frightening the crowd
We were getting round
To getting down
Who's that over there with the scepter and crown?
It's Friday night, we're all real high
Dressed just right, feeling the vibe
We are all very beautiful people
And we don't want to see any ugly people tonight
We're chillin the the club, looking like the shit
Looking like an MTV film clip
Ah shit, we're so cool that it hurts
And we're playing the song that we know all the words
to
But what's this, oh no please desist
Gorillas in the mist, shadows in the fog
There's a man over there with a banana in his fist
And he barks like a dog and he looks at me and says
"I'm just another bad dancer
Who won't take no for an answer
You'll see us on every dance floor
Unfit and sweat slick like a cancer
"We don't know how to grind our hips
We don't know how to pout with our lips
We don't know how to bump and dip
But when the beat hits well we don't give a shit"
We're the International Society of Bad Dancers
We walk up to clubs, overrun the bouncers
We claim to reclaim the nighttime, it's our time
We fight fire with fire
There's so very very many more of us
Than there are of you, your time is up
For too long we've stayed home at night
Playing scrabble and watch CSI
We are introverted (bad dancers)
We are unfashionable (bad dancers)
We don't give a f..ck (bad dancers)
We are the incredible (bad dancers)
We're the International Society of Bad Dancers
This is a song for all the bad dancers
Who won't take no for an answer
You see us on every dance floor
Unfit and sweat slick like a cancer
"We don't know how to grind our hips
We don't know how to pout with our lips
We don't know how to bump and dip
But when the beat hits well we don't give a shit"