The atmosphere's strange
Out on the town.
Music for pleasure
It's not music no more.
Music to dance to
Music to move.
This is music to march to
To war dance!

The war dance
A war dance

Look at graffiti
Scrawled on the wall.
You know the reason
Outside the door.
You have something
Nasty in your mind,
Crawling to get out
To war dance!

The war dance
A war dance

We walk 'round the pitch.
Honesty is sick.
Try to be honest
Look what you get.
The food runs short,
And then the money talks.
One way out-
Your premonition is correct!

The war dance
A war dance


Lyrics submitted by Agentlemonhead, edited by Art93

Wardance Lyrics as written by Matthew Ferguson Jeremy Coleman

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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    The atmosphere's strange Out on the town Music for pleasure Its not music no more

    Music to dance to Music to move This is music to march to Do a war dance

    The war dance...

    Look at the graffiti Sprawled on the wall You know the the reason Outside the door

    You got something Nasty in your mind Crawling to get out Do a war dance

    The war dance...

    We walk on the pitch Honesty is sick Try to be honest Look what you get

    The food runs short And then the money talks One way out The premonition is correct

    The war dance...

    MacNyon January 27, 2015   Link

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