Documentaries Lyrics

Documentaries on the TV again

So I retreat into my room

Nothing's really new

So if it's all the same to you that's what I'll do

It's only a fortnight

Since it last fell apart

Now the sticky tape is loose

And I've got some news - we're dangling here

But it's okay

In troublesome moments we all find our way

And my way is learning a trade

It may seem absurd, like a breakdown

But round up your friends

Introduce me to the normal one

Arms flailing, legs akimbo

Well it's hard to do the dance when you don't know the lingo (French)

Still I try to match the video

"Daddy, why you spinning around?"

"Daddy, why you spinning around?"

Oo don't you wanna teach me some moves?

Dig me out and into the groove

Don't hide your light under a bushel

Help a merry greenhorn storm the dance school

Oo don't you wanna teach me some moves?

Dig me out and into the groove