Disco Suicide (Triple J Live at the Wireless, 2001)

This song is called "Disco Suicide"
Hang on, just gotta get my [?] to work
That's it!

Hanging 'round the mirror ball
Suspended by two ropes
We danced and danced and danced all night
Then you gently slit my throat

I won't sell my soul for disco
Or suicide for love
I won't sell my soul for disco
Or suicide for love, come on!

Well, one hundred and twenty beats per minute
Hardwired to my heart
We gathered 'round the disco biscuits
Ow, black out, get down

I won't sell my soul for disco
Or suicide for love
I won't sell my soul for no funky disco
Or suicide for love
Come on, Boss!

Man in a hat, I got better than that, ah
Ten fingers in a pork pie, I look up, it's disco!
(Man in a hat, I) God bless Australian rap
Corruptible and misfiring

I won't sell my soul for disco
Or suicidе for love
I won't sell my soul for disco (Woo-woo!)
Or suicide for love
Come on, get up, go, wow!

Wow!

There it was
Yes!