This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Destroy your safe and happy lives before it is too late,
The battles we fought were long and hard,
Just not to be consumed by rock n' roll
Capitalismos, favorite boy child, we must apologise,
Up in the rafters a rope is danglin',
Spots before the eyes of rock n' roll
We know the devil and we have shaken him by the hand,
Embraced him and thought his foul (stinking) breath was fine perfume
Just like rock n' roll
East berlin can't buy a thing, there's nothing they can sell me,
Walk through the wall no pain at all
I'm born inside the belly of rock n' roll
It's something to sell your labor for when hair sprouts out below,
I'm a microscope on that secret place where
We all want to go, it's rock n' roll.
The battles we fought were long and hard,
Just not to be consumed by rock n' roll
Capitalismos, favorite boy child, we must apologise,
Up in the rafters a rope is danglin',
Spots before the eyes of rock n' roll
We know the devil and we have shaken him by the hand,
Embraced him and thought his foul (stinking) breath was fine perfume
Just like rock n' roll
East berlin can't buy a thing, there's nothing they can sell me,
Walk through the wall no pain at all
I'm born inside the belly of rock n' roll
It's something to sell your labor for when hair sprouts out below,
I'm a microscope on that secret place where
We all want to go, it's rock n' roll.
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When I was just seventeen sex no longer held a mystery 
I saw it as a commodity, to be bought and sold like rock n' roll... 
Day by day I plunged deeper into a world of cheap sensation, 
This held a great attraction for me and I dreamt of my own club 
And when I danced and saw you dance I saw a gambling room in the back 
With prostitutes skilled in the art of tango, lies, and exploitation

My club was open to all the brightest lights you ever saw 
The darkest corners for having fun happy faces no questions asked 
Late one night the club was heaving, I saw a vampyre move across the floor 
Old and white with a silver cane lusting for youth through the mirror

And when I danced and saw you dance I saw a world where the dead are worshipped 
This world belongs to them now they can keep it, 
I live alone and i walk the dark edge of the shoplights shadow, 
In each display a private hell, name your price you're up for sale.