'Tarot' style lyric card from the Limited Box Set
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Time To Dance
(As performed on the album "A Fever You Can't Sweat Out")

Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor
Just for the attention.
Cause that's just ridiculous...ly on.
Well, she sure is going to get it
Here's the setting:
Fashion magazines line the walls, now
The walls line the bullet holes

Have some composure
Where is your posture?
Oh, no, no
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong

Have some composure
Where is your posture?
Oh, no, no
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong

Give me envy, give me malice, give me a-a-attention
Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!
When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding"
"Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding"

She didn't choose this role
But she'll play it and make it sincere
So you cry, you cry
(Give me a break)

But they believe it from the tears
And the teeth right down to the blood
At her feet
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine Dreams
(Give me a break)

Have some composure
Where is your posture?
Oh, no, no
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong

Have some composure
Where is your posture?
Oh, no, no
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong

Come on this is screaming "Photo op" op...
Come on, come on
This is screaming, this is screaming
This is screaming "Photo op"

Boys will be boys, baby
Boys will be boys
Boys will be boys, baby
Boys will be boys

Give me envy, give me malice, give me a-a-attention
Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!
When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding"
"Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding"

Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and boys will be boys
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine Dreams

Time To Dance
(As written on the album liner notes and 'tarot' card from the limited box set)

Oh please, she's not bleeding
on the ballroom floor just for the attention.
That's just ridiculous...ly on.
But she sure is going to get it (the attention and the bullets)
here's the setting, fashion magazines line the walls.
now the walls line the bullet holes..
yea you sure let her have it. She didn't choose this role,
but she'll play it and make it sincere, so you cry.
But they believe it from the tears and the teeth
right down to the blood at her feet.
Boys will be boys, hiding in estrogens and Aubergine dreams.
Have some composure, and where is your posture?
oh no no! You're pulling the trigger all wrong.
Come on this is screaming photo op.
Give me envy
Flash
Give me malice
Flash
Give me attention
Flash
Give me...a break.
When I say shotgun you say wedding. Or whatever comes to mind.