Tekst piosenki
You get up and you turn things on
Ask your memory to serve you well
Which word did I get wrong and why
Someone calls and the morning's gone
Children fighting on their way home
And the work is piling up alone
Oh night bring me relief these walls are getting ugly fast
I need a little dancing, make this macarena last
Passed the store that is up for rent
And the park where the people go
There's something calling down below
Fucking car with it's big glass wall
Broke my wing and just drove away
The others left me here to stay
Oh night bring me relief this sidewalk isn't smooth at all
I need a little bandage, help me make it south this fall
Oh night bring me relief these walls are getting ugly fast
I need a little dancing, make this macarena last
Make this macarena last
