There’s Nowhere Left to Dance

Another day another club closes down
There’s nowhere left to dance
But you do what you gotta do
Start small, in a garage, in a kitchen
In an empty building
Get the decks and spread the word
To combat illegal they’ll build more legal

Coming from Artane
Not the Boys Band you hear playing
It’s the 90s!

The local scene is hard
Pounding grooves in every yard
Who’s the DJs?

Jeff’s shed was shaking
With the noise that they were making
No apologies!

2002
Big up the Brussels crew
Time to listen!

Learning every day
FUSE masters off the scale
List is endless!

5 years then pass
Bringing on home that funky ass
This is Dublin!

The bass that takes you down
The hats feel like your crown
You can touch it!

2023
I’ve reached it finally
It’s my lifeline!

Dance nation was the first
But a death some say was cursed
Ended big raves

Asylum, Rumours, the System
Olympic, Redbox, The Kitchen
Every one banging!

Or maybe Twisting your Pepper?
Praying at the Temple Theatre?
Where’d it all go?

The Ormonds still abandoned
Tripod, Sides disbanded
Dancing a no-no!