Song Lyrics

You can reach
But you can’t grab it
You can’t hold it, control it
No…you can’t bag it

You can push
But you can’t protect it
Circulate, regulate, oh no
You cannot connect it

You know you’re chewing bubble gum
You know what that is but you still want some
You just can’t get enough
Of that lovie dovie stuff

You get confused
But you know it
Yeah, you hurt for it, work for it, love
You don’t always show it

Let go, ha-ha-ha
Discothèque
Let go, ha-ha-ha
Discothèque

Looking for the one
But you know you’re somewhere else instead
You want to be the song
Be the song that you hear in your head

That’s the way, uh-huh uh-huh I like it

It’s not a trick
‘Cause you can’t learn it
It’s the way you don’t pay, that’s okay
‘Cause you can’t earn it

Let go, ha-ha-ha-ha
Discothèque
Let go, ha-ha-ha-ha
Discothèque

Oh… ya-ya-ya…
Ya-ya-yea…

Looking for the one
But you know you’re somewhere else instead
You want to be the song
Be the song that you hear in your head

Ooo…(be the song inside you)…ooo…

You want heaven, heaven in your heart
You want heaven, heaven in your heart

But you take what you can get
‘Cause it’s all that you can find
But you know there’s something more
But tonight, tonight, tonight

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, oh, oh…

Boom!, va-va-voom
Discothèque boom…boom
Discothèque boom cha cha, boom cha
Disco, disco, disco, disco, disco, disco

Ba-ba-ba…

Slave to the sugar
Slave to time
Slave to sugar and
Slave to rhyme
Slave to this chair
This mirror ball
Slave to mommy
And the whole damn mall
Slave to sugar
Slave to sweetness
Here’s to incompleteness
Slave to fun
Dreams of Rome
Dreaming a thought to return you home

Hey, big black hole, hey
A big black hole, hey
Hey!

Boom!
Discothèque, ok
Ok, ok, ok…
Oh, oh, oh…