Dance Floor کے بول

In the head at islington You sing to [?] Or they [?] you ignore You sing and you scream Not like a human being And beer crates and chip [?] P.A's off dead The piano unfed But they're stomping on the floor The air's thick with smoke My accordion's broke They're dancing and shouting for more Every night, there is a fight They're fighting on the dance floor You're in for a bruising If you are losing The punches raining by the score Sing with a shot And [?] I sing, you are my whore The [?] abusing The cheering and stomping On the dance floor They're selling lots of beer The crowd, they'd cheer And they shout for more This one thing we're crap My head wants to smash But the crowd, they do adore The crowd, they do adore The crowd, they do adore The crowd, they do The crowd, they do The crowd, they do adore