dance yrself clean (live at madison square garden)

Walking up to me, expecting, walking up to me

Expecting words, it happens every time

Present company, expect it, present company

Except the worst, it happens every night

Ah-ah, present company, excluded every time

Ah-ah, present company, the best that you can find

Talking like a jerk, except you are an actual jerk

And living proof that sometimes friends are mean

Present company, expect it, present company

Expect the worst, it works just like a need

Ah-ah, present company, excluded in every way

Ah-ah, present company, makes you wanna stay

Killing it with close inspection

Killing it can only make it worse

It sort of makes it breed

Present company expect it

Present company just laugh it off

Works just like a need

Ah-ah, present company, excluded in the night

Ah-ah, present company, included in the fight

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah, ah-ah

Don't you want me to wake up?

So give me just a bit of your time

Arguments are made from make outs

Then give me just a bit of your time

We've got to bring our resources

You go and play it 'til the time comes

Forget your string of divorces

Just go and throw your little hands up

It's late

No

Honey, it's late

No

I miss the way the night comes

With friends who always make it feel good

This basement has a cold glow

Though it's better than a bunch of others

So go and dance yourself clean, ha

Go and dance yourself clean, yeah

We're blowing Marxism to pieces

Your little arguments to pieces, oh

It's your show

It's your show

It's your show

It's your show

Put your little feet down, and find out

Every night's a different story

It's a thirty car pileup with you

Every fucker's getting older

And it's the end of an era, it's true

And you go

Stop, stop, stop, stop

Stop, stop, stop

Stop, stop, stop

Break me into bigger pieces

So some of me is home with you

Wait until the weekend

So we can make our bad dreams come true

And it's a go, yeah, it's a go

But if we wait until the weekend

We can miss the best thing to do

Oh

We should try a little harder

In this tedious march of the few

Every fucker's getting younger

And there's a part of me hoping, it's true

Thanks very much