-o Swing a little more, on the devil's dance floor Swing a little more, on the devil's dance floor Swing a little more, on the devil's dance floor
Were the colour of insanity Crushed beneath her wave Like a ship, I could not reach her shore We?re all just dancers on the Devil?s Dance Floor
Translation: Flogging Molly. Devil's Dance Floor.
eyes Were the colour of insanity Crushed beneath her wave Like a ship, I could not reach her shore We?re all just dancers on the Devil?s Dance Floor
my hand and Baby, we'll live a hell of a life I think I fell in love with a porn star And got married in the bathroom Honeymoon on the dance floor And
sunshine I wanna get up off the floor I wanna run to the Devil and get me some more I wanna get up off the floor I wanna run to the Devil and get me
big bow jangle Juicy like fruit or dosh like coup Deville Used to get loose on the goose for real Five dollars, get your ass a table dance If you got
caper? Would you bet on the Lakers if Jordan played for the Clippers Or leave yo' girl and move to Vegas with a stable of strippers? Yo, I wouldn't dance with the devil
who show up my toddler so many hands raised as the band plays I'm here now, watch how many plans change [Kanye West] Penitentiary chances, the devil dances
bet your stanking ass That Ive come to smash everything in my path Fork was in the road took the psychopath Poison ivy wouldnt have me thinking rash So hit the dance floor
the country roads take me home to the place that I belong Lost skeleton bones, locked in the closet deep family secrets Discover this recovery my brothers in sequence Ever had to dance with the devil
garlic, never in the target When the narc's hit, rumor is you might start to spit You nice Lord, sweet daddy grace, wind lifted On the dance floor, mangoes
floor, sleepin' in a king-sized bed But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed You're gonna have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil
Shawty came to say is you moving cuz you packin' What we need to go HAM A handy cam a few napkins Dont go slower than dancing to a ballad Now I wanna
Dance with me my dear On a floor of bones and skulls The music is our master The devil controls our soul Swirling and swirling The music all our turning
know you got the right stuff, the right stuff You're loaded like a weapon, a weapon And everybody wants some, wants some You got your hardcore, x-rated You got your dance floor
