The Flying Pickets
Disco Down
We're sharp as the suits the zoot boys wear
We're as high as heels on the Palais stairs
Going out tonight, dressed to kill
And making like we've got money
And hoping not to pay the bill
(Bill better boogie before the bill comes)

Well you can disco down almost any night
But it's a hard life (Take it easy) and it cuts you like a knife
You can disco down until the cows come home
But the louder the sound the more you feel alone
(Wide boys running gypsy free (we're just) living out a lifetime or a fantasy)

Well we're easy prey for the bouncer boys
All our sweet sweet nothings got lost in the noise
We've got a date, a date to make, a working day to forget
Another drink and just a one more cigarette
(Gimme)
That's the funny one and don't forget me

Well you can disco down almost any night
But it's a hard life (Take it easy) and it cuts you like a knife
You can disco down until the cows come home
But the louder the sound (dada dadada da)
The more you feel alone
Takes time just a checking out the scene
Nothing like your Bogart in some glossy magazine
Ships in the night on a little cruise around the floor
Is this what it's all about there must be more

Well the bass drum's heavy
And the brass goes root toot toot
Everybody's cool about the pool they shoot
We're all night roses, so forlorn
Everybody's ripped with their pass outs torn

We were chasing the land light
In our real life dreams
We make do with a mirror-ball
And the same old scenes

But it was good, yes it was good
We even thought it could last
And if you can do it, really do it
You gotta do it, do it now and do it fast

Well you can disco down almost any night
But it's a hard life (Take it easy) and it cuts you like a knife
You can disco down until the cows come home
But the louder the sound
The more you feel alone