And The Dance Goes On - The Mission

It’s no shot in the dark

And no trick of the lights

You tease me, adore me

Talking dirty, sitting pretty

Lay me down and anoint my wounds

Dust up, bust up, let’s get down to the nitty-gritty

You call on favours promised and sworn

Changing names and changing places

The blade digs deep

And the cut begins to sting

There’s more to this than reason

Or the old familiar rhythm and rhyme

Take me shake me lead me

To the floor and hey let’s swing

And the dance goes on

And the dance goes on and on

And the dance goes on

And the dance goes on and on and on and on

We’re going up in flames

We’re burning up in a blaze of glory

Don’t put fire into the hands

Of the weak and faint, the weak and frail

Tripping the light fantastic

Let’s celebrate our great escape

For goodness sake, it’s all the same

The sinner and saint, heaven and hell

And the dance goes on

And the dance goes on and on

And the dance goes on

And the dance goes on and on and on and on

We’re going up in flames

We’re burning up in a blaze of glory

Don’t put fire into the hands

Of the weak and faint, the weak and frail

Tripping the light fantastic

Let’s celebrate our great escape

For goodness sake, it’s all the same

The sinner and saint, heaven and hell

And the dance goes on

And the dance goes on and on

And the dance goes on

And the dance goes on and on and on and on