The Price You Pay - The Magnetic Fields

Now children, listen well

Unto the tale I will tell

Of little Lulubelle

And her dancing

Ensnared by glossy magazines

She wore immodest clothes

And soon became the kind of girl

That everybody loathes

Oh, what a price you pay

When you go dancing today

Oh, what a price you pay

For your dancing

Lulubelle «made the scene»

I think you know what I mean

Lulubelle drank caffeine

And read novels

She wore make-up and learned to drive

And went around in pants

She got a job, and spoke to men

Corrupted by the dance

Oh, what a price you pay

When you go dancing today

Oh, what a price you pay

For your dancing

She ate whatever she felt like

Without a hint of shame

She cut her hair!

She burns in Hell

Her dancing was to blame

Oh, what a price you pay

When you go dancing today

Oh, what a price you pay

For your dancing

Oh, what a price you pay

When you go dancing today

Oh, what a price you pay

For your dancing