Dancing - The Avener, Ida Isax

Fingers dripping all over me

You got to talk and talk

I won’t tell a soul, girl, a soul

Be brave, pour out on me

I’d rather be dancing, dancing

Be dancing, dancing

Go on, go on, go on, go on

They say to open up

Are you gonna build up a bomb?

They say to avoid damnation

So try, so try, girl, come on

I’d rather be dancing, dancing

Be dancing, dancing

Go on, go on, go on, go on

There’s nothing to say at this time

Though I got some things on my mind

The lessons of closed walls of mine

Enough of you

I’d rather be dancing, dancing

Be dancing, dancing

Go on, go on, go on, go on