Dummy
Portugal The Man
My religion is
A piano hanging over
Am I about to break free?
And I see it moving
Gotta pick up the groove and let go
Everyone I know
Is running from the afterlife
These days they make it sound sweet
If this is the last dance, you can count on me
One, two, three, four
Everybody get on the dance floor
Five, six, seven, eight
It's 4 AM and I am wide awake
One, two, three, four
Everybody get on the dance floor
Five, six, seven, eight
I pray the lord my soul to take
Way my phone is ringing
Paint smearing on the wall
See the way the ending falls
Gotta keep it moving
Gotta pick up the groove and let go
Everyone I know
Is running from the afterlife
These days they make it sound sweet
If this is the last dance, you can count on me
One, two, three, four
Everybody get on the dance floor
Five, six, seven, eight
It's 4 AM and I am wide awake
One, two, three, four
Everybody get on the dance floor
Five, six, seven, eight
I pray the lord my soul to take
My light is going out
The light in my life is going out
My light is going out
The light in my life is going out
One, two, three, four
Five, six, seven, eight
Gotta pick up the groove and let go
