"Techno Emergancy"

Somewhere in France    
lies a house of dance    
The Second summer of love    
a thousand disco feet    
dancing to a rock steady beat    
to wired to talk    
to fucked to eat    
Movement is there only language    
we are not feeble    
we are elite.    
   
psychedelic cosmonauts    
the first in space    
to join the race    
thrills, pills    
with a smiling face    
our heads have turned    
to disco biscuits    
they crumble    
with a rumble.    
we snuck in here    
without buying tickets.    
   
We sleep when we are dead    
we try not to yawn    
we've been dancing    
since dusk till dawn    
the dealers lied    
now are brains are fried.    
it was worth it man.    
   
Our body's become one    
if the D.J. is the messiah    
then i am the sun    
built on shifting sands    
our body's our bendy    
like elastic bands    
Our minds run free as one    
"want a E anyone?"    
   
Sweaty body's dance nervously    
there is no discourtesy    
a thousand revelers    
and levelers    
putting out and starting fires    
in a techno emergency    
of epic proportions.    
bending time    
through cosmic distortions.    
reach for the lasers    
the trailblazers    
and the party favors.    
   
Thousand's more people    
willing to take a chance    
dancing to beats and trance    
Throwing colors and shapes    
somewhere in a house of dance.