"Dance Apocalyptic" as written by and Charles Joseph Ii Janelle Monae Robinson....
Dance, Apocalyptic (Woo!)
Bands that make her dance
apocalyptic now
Bands that make her dance
Apocalyptic (Woo!)
Bands that make her dance
apocalyptic now
Bands that make her dance
apocalyptic

You're goin' crazy
the hitmen always spy you
Do that dance!
Smokin' in the girls' room
Kissin' friends
It's over like a power book
It's floatin' in the bathroom stall (Ah!)

You're so freaked out!
Worried about the bomb threats
You bought a house!
But I'm allergic to the house pets
Credit card
they bought a new wife
Poor shattered little lonely men

But I really really wanna thank you
For dancing till the end
You found a way to freak out
You're not afraid to freak out

But I need to know
if the world says it's time to go
Tell me should you freak out

Smash, smash, bang, bang
Don't stop!
Chalanga-langa-lang! (ooh chanlanga-langa-lang)

But I need to know
if the world says it's time to go
Tell me will you freak out

Smash, smash, bang, bang
Don't stop!
Chalanga-langa-lang!
2x

You got a life
but there's zombie in the front yard
take a bath
but nothing gets the funk off
You're on tv
Rockin' and a rollercoaster
Dangers love that rock and roll

Sick and tired
of food tasting plastic
You want to cry
but -- real bitch
You're asking why
the pain is always equal
but the joy just never spreads around
(Uh uh, uh uh!)

But I really really wanna thank you
For dancing till the end
You found a way to freak out
You're not afraid to freak out

But I need to know
if the world says it's time to go
Tell me will you freak out

Smash, smash, bang, bang
Don't stop!
Chalanga-langa-lang!

But I need to know
if the world says it's time to go
Tell me will you freak out

Smash, smash, bang, bang
Don't stop!
Chalanga-langa-lang!
2x

You're goin' crazy
the hitmen always spy you
Do that dance!
Smokin' in the girls' room
Kissin' friends
Keep a rockin' and a rollin'
Cause' the dangers love that rock and roll

You're so freaked out!
Worried about the bomb threats
You bought a house!
But I'm allergic to the house pets
Credit cards, a broken down apartment
just to make enough to pay your rent

But I really really wanna thank you
For dancing till the end
You found a way to freak out
You're not afraid to freak out

But I need to know
if the world says it's time to go
Tell me will you freak out

Smash, smash, bang, bang
Don't stop!
Chalanga-langa-lang! (oh baby!)

But I need to know
if the world says it's time to go
Tell me will you freak out

Smash, smash, bang, bang
Don't stop!
Chalanga-langa-lang!
2x

Look at cha!
You're just like a little old earthquake
Break it! Break It
You got to break it!
ain't no order in this court room

Smash, smash, bang, bang (you all going to jail)
Don't stop!
Chalanga-langa-lang!

What's the matter?
Your chicken taste like pork?
You have triplets instead of twins?
does your food taste plastic?
Grandaddy, I think I wanna dance.


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    General CommentIt's very fun sounding despite the not completely happy sounding lyrics
    laurentertainingon August 28, 2013   Link
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    General CommentAmazing lyrics/song , it's simply about the modern human, maybe Americans in particular , those similar patterns of living year after year that turn us into zombies , we are embalmers ! .. and we keep on going through the motion until the very end , no different reactions and no hope ! ... even the world's end won't be a big deal , because we are already Dead !
    modarxmodaron September 14, 2013   Link

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