Talk is cheap, shut up and dance

don't get deep, shut up and dance



Love has got me down

a tear just hit the ground

so I started writing you this song

but the words I wrote came out all wrong



Yeah but it's alright



When you can't define the crime

then life ain't worth a dime

when they take away everything you've got

and they rub your nose in the funky spot



Not without a fight



When they work your fingers to the bone

now what does get you - nothing

in a crowd of people

you're still alone

you hope that tells you something

the road to heaven is paved in hell

and it makes you wonder



Why we're here at all



Check out the shape of the circumstance

he wears the dress and she wears the pants

here comes Jill and she needs romance

but you can't do jack so shut up and dance!

Sex is like a gun

you aim, you shoot, you run

when you're splittin' hairs with Mr. Clean

it's like getting head from a guillotine

and the night has just begun



Talk is cheap shut up and dance

don't get deep shut up and dance