Wardance (Fine Touch Dark Mix)

The atmospheres strange
Out on the town
Music for pleasure
Its not music no more
Music to dance to
Music to move
This is music to march to
ITS a war dance
A war dance
Look at graffiti
Scrawled on the wall
You know the the reason
Outside the door
You got something
Nasty in your mind
Trying to get out
ITS a war dance
A war dance
We walk round the pitch
Honesty is sick
Try to be honest
Look what you get
The food runs short
And then the money talks
One way out
YOUR PREMO
NITION IS
CORRECT A war dance