Dead men can dance

There was a boy who I used to know,

And boy did he like to have a go

On the dancefloor.

With a swing and step he won my heart.

He danced and he danced

Till everything fell apart.

As I used to sing and sing

And liked the things I saw

There was now me watching him fall.

Everyone just looked

Through him and ignored

The tears falling onto the dancefloor.

Until he could dance no more…

I watch his back as he disappeared.

He faded away and nothing seemed to clear

To my lovesick puppy eyes.

I was a hard though cookie to crack

But he shimmied right in

And took my heart right back.

The people told me that he was dead.

But I wiped that spat of me and I know

He was still there wanting to have a go

On that dance floor.

He had that shimmy and that swing.

He would come back when he heard me sing.

I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew...

Oelala oelalala oelala lala lalalala *on repeat

I could hear him moan *noises

Oelala oelala

I could hear him wake up

Oelala oelalala oelala lala lalalala

I could hear him call “Help me”

Oelala oelala

I could hear him groan *noises

Oelala oelalala oelala lala lalalala

I could hear him say “Only you can help me”

*noises and ¨” parts repeated by other band members

I could hear him cry.

I could hear him cry “Please help me”.

My song an I walked into a cemetry.

I had your dance inside my step.

They said your grave belonged here,

You see,

But I am here to wake you up

I raise the dead and I won't stop

I'll never stop,

I'll never stop,

I'll never stop,

I will never ever ever ever stop.

They said my songs would never be heard

But one of them might be the cure

To your bad days,

And to your bad ways and the swing in your legs

That all of your bad days

Never knew your heart could not neglect.

There was a boy that my heart now knows

And boy did he like to have a go

On the dancefloor.

His core was black but his heart was red.

I am madly and deeply in love

With a boy that found his blissful death.