Funky Squaredance Lyrics - United - Phoenix

Hopeful days and stormy nights 

I ain't got much to win, not much to lose 

Under the burden of my loneliness 

It feels so hard to win, so hard to lose 

I won't enjoy my collection of stamps 

When I'm six feet under the ground 

Lonely streets and dusty roads 

Lord it's a long way to go back home 

Under the burden of your heart of stone 

You shrug your shoulders as I decompose 

Please keep a eye on those red haired boys 

Someday they'll play drum with my shinbones 

Now your chewing-gum on my coffin 

Take me where I long to be 

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I can't believe that you want me to wear 

The evening tails that will fit my corpse 

I don't need a tuxedo 

There's no bouncer in the after world 

I only just left my dying bed and 

Your making curtains out of my shroud 

Don't you dig my grave with some excavator 

Use a blood stained sword and a snow-white horse, please 

A last ride in the city's hearse 

Few miles away from heaven above 

A few more minutes 'till they bury me 

A few more weeks 'till worms lick my bones 

I won't enjoy my collection of stamps 

Now I'm five feet under the ground 

Stormy days and lonely nights 

Lord it's a long way to go back home 

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All the boys raise your hands up in the air (yeah) 

Now all the girls raise your hands up in the air (yeah) 

Everybody one more time (yeah) 

Let's all have a real good time together 

One, two, three, let's go 

Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance 

Tonight's the night girls, yeah 

Come on, let's get all antsy 

Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance 

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You seem so glad my place is free 

Now you're dancing on my grave 

What a cruel way to treat a friend 

Live my life in dignity 

Well I must confess 

Looking for a place 

Everybody has to demonstrate 

And everybody has to see you wait 

Thinking of a real way to see 

What matters is the love that you give 

Remember all the thing that you've seen 

Does another go and never seen 

Nothing in my forgotten years 

Life got a little serious 

Give me real self-esteem 

It's buried in my P-A-S-T 

Give a lot, a whole lot recieved 

Heaven-sent T.N.T. 

Uh, can't go further, losing 

I cant go losing my mind 

Remember all the game have I tried 

Buried in my P-A-S-T 

We call love late at day 

Late at night I dropped in hate 

Dropping in a heaven fantasy 

Heaven knows what I'm gonna do 

Living in a lonesome avenue 

Done in the P-A-S-T 

Go without the love I receive 

K-A-R-I-E E-L-E-I-S-O-N 

Mmm, everybody, has got to demonstrate 

Everybody has a T-I-U 

He has things you'd never do 

Thinking in a real avenue 

What matters is the love that you give 

Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance 

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