Love and delusion, it's a low kind of show But the crowd means it's sold tonight, tonight Kiss or contusion, take a hit Battlestick to the script I direct with a fist, tonight I take my heel and spray body down Kill the lights and get him off the ground Fall in line Fall in line Knocked out and crashing We come up from the cold Paint our faces in gold, tonight Beat that old-fashioned leadership Take the tip, parachute from the hip Don't resist, tonight I take my heel and spray body down Kill the lights and get him off the ground Rip those bitches from their dirty ground Dance on fire, swing your nose around Fall in line Love and delusion, it's a low kind of show But the crowd means it's sold tonight I take my heel and spray body down Kill the lights and get him off the ground Rip those bitches from their dirty ground Dance on fire, swing your nose around Fall in line Everybody down Kill the lights and get him off the ground Rip those bitches from their dirty ground Dance on fire, swing your nose around Get him off the ground Fall in line