It's just before midnight and a long line of clubbers waits patiently outside.
Someone is yelling something like "strike up the tune"...
So you think you've seen and heard it all
But I'm a skitzo escaped from the hospital
I'm a club vandal a renegade
Who am I? You ask but don't really care
I just came here to put my mind at ease
'cause music is better than popPin'pills
Who is (say"cool-ish") the dj today?
Give me something to dance to
And please no techno
'cause it's war in my head and I'm ready to disco