Techno Fan - The Wombats

East London’s not a bomb site

It is a treasure chest

We use our penguin costumes

More than our evening dress

She said I should come over

Though the music’s not my type

Don’t you know I’d chop a limb off

Just to have a good time

Shut up and move with me, move with me, or, or get out of my face

I didn’t queue for an hour to leave straight away

Shut up and stay with me, stay with me, or, or let go of my hand

The lasers fill our minds with empty plans

I never knew I was a techno fan

This is not a weird weekend

It’s an angry wormhole

I’m talking like a city boy

And drinking with a northern soul

She said I should come over

Though it’s carnage at times

It still seems I’d chop a limb off

Before I put up a fight

Shut up and move with me, move with me, or, or get out of my face

I didn’t queue for an hour to leave straight away

Shut up and stay with me, stay with me, or, or let go of my hand

The lasers fill our minds with empty plans

I never knew I was a techno

We are the 1980s

We are the Detroit lights

And I never wanna, I never wanna see this stop

I’m in debt to you

But don’t feed me plant food

Shut up and move with me, move with me, or, or get out of my face

I didn’t spend 20 sheets and not cut a shape

Shut up and stay with me, stay with me, or, or let go of my hand

The lasers fill our minds with empty plans

I never knew I was a techno fan

I never knew I was a techno fan

I never knew I was a techno fan