Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da My religion is a piano hanging over my head Bout to break free, and I see it moving Gotta pick up the groove and let go Everyone I know is running from the afterlife They make it sound sweet, but this is the last chance you can count on me One, two, three, four, everybody get on the dance floor Five, six, seven, eight, it's 4 a.m. and I'm wide awake One, two, three, four, everybody get on the dance floor Five, six, seven, eight, I pray that I'll have my soul to take Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da When my phone is ringing, paying attention along the wall I'll skip before the environmental falls Gotta keep it moving Gotta pick up the groove and let go Everyone I know is running from the afterlife Hey Dave, make it sound sweet, but this is the last dance you can count on me 1, 2, 3, 4, everybody get on the dance floor 5, 6, 7, 8, 4 a.m. and wide awake 1, 2, 3, 4, everybody get on the dance floor 5, 6, 7, 8, I pray to the Lord my soul will take The light is going out, the light in my life is going out The light is going out, the light in my life is going out La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-d La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da