Jackson Jackson - Lyrics - The International Society of Bad Dancers

Song title: The International Society of Bad Dancers

Written by: Jackson Jackson

Recordings:

- The Fire is on the Bird (2007)

Note. These lyrics are unconfirmed. They have simply been transcribed by myself.

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Lyrics:

Hear what now, what's that sound?

Rumble in the ground

Frightening the crowd

We were getting round

To getting down

Who's that over there with the scepter and crown?

It's Friday night, we're all real high

Dressed just right, feeling the vibe

We are all very beautiful people

And we don't want to see any ugly people tonight

We're chillin the the club, looking like the shit

Looking like an MTV film clip

Ah shit, we're so cool that it hurts

And we're playing the song that we know all the words to

But what's this, oh no please desist

Gorillas in the mist, shadows in the fog

There's a man over there with a banana in his fist

And he barks like a dog and he looks at me and says

I'm just another bad dancer

Who won't take no for an answer

You'll see us on every dance floor

Unfit and sweat slick like a cancer

We don't know how to grind our hips

We don't know how to pout with our lips

We don't know how to bump and dip

But when the beat hits well we don't give a shit

We're the international society of bad dancers

We walk up to clubs, overrun the bouncers

We claim to reclaim the nighttime, it's our time

We fight fire with fire

There's so very very many more of us

Than there are of you, your time is up

For too long we've stayed home at night

Playing scrabble and watching CSI

We are introverted (bad dancers)

We are unfashionable (bad dancers)

We don't give a fuck (bad dancers)

We are the incredible (bad dancers)

We're the International (international)

Society (society)

Of Bad Dancers (bad dancers)

This is a song for all the bad dancers

Who won't take no for an answer

You see us on every dance floor

Unfit and sweat slick like a cancer

We don't know how to grind our hips

We don't know how to pout with our lips

We don't know how to bump and dip

But when the beat hits well we don't give a shit

We're the international society of bad dancers

We won't take no for an answer

You see us on every dance floor

Unfit and sweat slick like a cancer

We don't know how to grind our hips

We don't know how to pout with our lips

We don't know how to bump and dip

But when the beat hits well we don't give a shit