Clap Clap

Roll your eyes a new direction
Cold is the tongue of the one who speaks in monotone
Clap your hands with sharp inflection
Dance to the beat of a drummer playing on his own

Why are we hanging our heads?
Why don't we go out and dance tonight?\
I'd rather be weak than be still
Just keep finding reasons to fall in love
Until we've loved our lives away

In and out but never showing up
To stay long enough to let them onto you
There's a little peace in knowing we'll still be young and broke
No matter what we do

Someone get me down on the floor
What's the point of living in the city?
Someone get me down on the floor
Back of my neck getting dirt and gritty

Why don't we go out and dance tonight?
And love our lives away