She said that is one thing about art

He said that is I all I think about art



Glamour creates glamour types, stares at the sea stars art

Oh no

She said this is what I think it is art

Oh-oh father, Oh-oh mother

Coming down the disco, does this lot really love you?



Oh-oh father, oh-oh coming down

Oh-oh father, Oh-oh mother

Coming down the disco, does this lot really love you?

Oh-oh father, oh-oh coming down, coming down



She said that is what I think about man

He says no thought a life can have you art

He's taken to his head he said

He's steadied by his heavy metal heart

Oh no



He said now that is what I it think is art

Oh-oh father, Oh-oh mother

Coming down the disco, does this lot really love you?

Oh-oh father, oh-oh we're coming down

Oh-oh father, Oh-oh mother

Coming down the disco, does this lot really love you?

Oh-oh father, oh-oh we're coming down, down



Oh-oh father, oh-oh mother

Coming down the disco, does this lot really love you?

Oh-oh father, oh-oh we're coming down



Oh-oh father, Oh-oh mother

Coming down the disco, 'cause they never loved you

Oh-oh father we're coming down, down, we're coming down, down