Lyrics: There's a riot on the dance floor. The DJ is spinning revolutions by drumming up a witch hunt to massacre the instruments. The disco is like Tokyo burning out of control. The sounds from the turntable have turned into a riot on the dance floor. The evil on the stereo speakers has taken over the strobe. I think I need to clear my throat. The police are the enemy. Take ecstasy with me. My mouth is stuck on repeat. Take ecstasy with me. There's cops on the dance floor declaring a dance war in useless uniforms. Prepare for a riot on the dance floor.
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