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The magic fades as the sun comes up, it's time he goes
 
The magic fades as the sun comes up, it's time he goes
A hand on his shoulder, he turns around: it's Teri Gross
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A hand on his shoulder, he turns around: it's Terry Gross
 
He takes her hand, spins her body just so
 
He takes her hand, spins her body just so
 
He holds her close, they will never let go
 
He holds her close, they will never let go
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That the news is the news, but the dance goes on forever
 
That the news is the news, but the dance goes on forever
 
</lyrics>
 
</lyrics>
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== Demo ==
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The demo version of [[Dance, Soterios Johnson, Dance]], features different lyrics to the last verse:
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! Demo
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! [[Thing a Week]]
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|-
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| <lyrics>The magic fades as the sun comes up, it's time he goes
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Takes a quick shower and shaves, puts on office clothes
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He hails a cab in the early gray dawn
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He gets to work, turns his microphone on
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And his dulcet tones wake up this city</lyrics>
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| <lyrics>The magic fades as the sun comes up, it's time he goes
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A hand on his shoulder, he turns around: it's Terry Gross
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He takes her hand, spins her body just so
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He holds her close, they will never let go
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As the room explodes, they dance like angels</lyrics>
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|}

Revision as of 12:12, 9 May 2008




A voice like honey, no one else could fill his shoes
The time and the weather, the headlines and the local news
He lays it down with perfection and grace
He's done by noon, he goes home to his place
Where he sleeps and he waits for the night

Just before midnight he gets up, gets out of bed
A can of Red Bull, a tab of X to clear his head
He shoots his cuffs, now he's headed downtown
Picks up one life, puts another one down
And his body hums and the music's playing

Dance, Soterios Johnson, dance
It's a cold world, nobody understands
The feeling you can't keep inside
Go, Soterios Johnson, go
All the club kids are watching your glowstick glow
With the light of a truth you can't hide
That the news is the news, but the dance goes on forever

He shimmies his shoulders, undulates his slender hips
Arms akimbo, Jaggeresque, he pouts his lips
A crowd has formed, they are gathering round
Just to hear the incredible sound
Of a genius smashing expectations

Dance, Soterios Johnson, dance
It's a cold world, nobody understands
The feeling you can't keep inside
Go, Soterios Johnson, go
All the club kids are watching your glowstick glow
With the light of a truth you can't hide
That the news is the news, but the dance goes on forever

He's dancing, he's a machine
Like no one, that they've ever seen
He's flying, he's living a dream

The magic fades as the sun comes up, it's time he goes
A hand on his shoulder, he turns around: it's Terry Gross
He takes her hand, spins her body just so
He holds her close, they will never let go
As the room explodes, they dance like angels

Dance, Soterios Johnson, dance
It's a cold world, nobody understands
The feeling you can't keep inside
Go, Soterios Johnson, go
All the club kids are watching your glowstick glow
With the light of a truth you can't hide
That the news is the news, but the dance goes on forever

Demo

The demo version of Dance, Soterios Johnson, Dance, features different lyrics to the last verse:

Demo Thing a Week
The magic fades as the sun comes up, it's time he goes
Takes a quick shower and shaves, puts on office clothes
He hails a cab in the early gray dawn
He gets to work, turns his microphone on
And his dulcet tones wake up this city
The magic fades as the sun comes up, it's time he goes
A hand on his shoulder, he turns around: it's Terry Gross
He takes her hand, spins her body just so
He holds her close, they will never let go
As the room explodes, they dance like angels