Dead Man Dance Lyrics

An Ian Curtis hologram is no way

To pay respect for the dead

Cause no matter how you look at his life

He's just not alive

But we can still make money off him

Yeah, we can still make money off him

So call up the grandkids today

And twist their arms

Write them a check that they can't

Ever refuse

Cause we can still make money off him

Yeah, we can still put our logos on him

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Frank Sinatra whiskey brand

Is just no way to respect the dead

And a Janis Joplin biopic

That's just not at all accurate

But we gotta make money off them

They were gone before we got to cash in

So call up the grandkids today

And twist their arms

Cause the guy that sung Friend of the Devil

Should be reduced to a tie-dye bong

And we never seemed to earn your trust

Yet you still give your life to us

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Make the dead man dance

Won't the rest of you alive

Hurry up and die

Won't the rest of you alive

Hurry up and die

Won't the rest of you alive

Hurry up and die