Mick Flannery
Mick Flannery
Mick Flannery, Eric Straube & Chris Qualls
Mick Flannery
Mick Flannery
Mick Flannery
Mick Flannery
Mick Flannery
Mick Flannery
Mick Flannery
Mick Flannery
The foe has left and gone outside
It got tired of fighting
The friend has nothing more to hide
Now it's sat in silence
The things you say
Don't matter anyway
The world is rigged and cold and no one hardly wants to know it
God damn
It feels so lonely
Drifting away from you
It feels so lonely
I don't know it
If you want me I'll be out here dancing
If you want me I'll be out here dancing
If you want me I'll be out here dancing
If you want me I'll be out here dancing
I hope I don't make you feel bad
I have no will or reason
There's nothing wrong with feeling sad
I wish that I could ease it
The things you say
What's there to celebrate
The world is filled with fakes and fools
Why would you wanna join 'em
God damn it feels so lonely
Drifting away from you
It feels so lonely
I don't know
If you want me I'll be out here dancing
If you want me I'll be out here dancing
If you want me I'll be out here dancing
If you want me I'll be out here dancing
Is it all conceit
Evil irony
The whole damn mystery
There's something (??)
If you want me I'll be out here dancing
If you want me I'll be out here dancing
If you want me I'll be out here dancing
If you want me I'll be out here dancing