Liquid Nights & Disco Lights - Miracle Of Sound

I could be a swinging sickle

Turning to a factional nomad

I could be a friend so fickle

Or I could be the best you ever had

I could be the dull divider

Paint between the tyres on either side

I could be a gene defiler

Wishing for a head so fine and wide

Got to get, to get down

Find a rhythm to pick me up

And catch the beat of this town

What could pull me together

Got to get, to get down

Trace the bullet and sift the dust

Catch the beat of this town

What to find to feel better

The streetlights and the ravers

And my trails of misbehavior

Lost in liquid nights

And whirling disco lights

The burden of tomorrow

All the shame regret and sorrow

Lost in liquid nights

And whirling disco lights

I can't recall a thing

So why do I feel so sad?

I could be a man of money

Soaking up the sweat upon your brow

I could be less lonely honey

If I could just remember you right now

Got to get, to get down

Find a rhythm to pick me up

And catch the beat of this town

What could pull me together

Got to get, to get down

Trace the bullet and sift the dust

Catch the beat of this town

What to find to feel better

The streetlights and the ravers

And my trails of misbehavior

Lost in liquid nights

And whirling disco lights

The burden of tomorrow

All the shame regret and sorrow

Lost in liquid nights

And whirling disco lights

And I'm whirling through the half light

Shivers down my spine

Don't know what I'm becoming

But I know I'll make it mine

I can't recall a thing

So why do I feel so sad?