This is not the land of do-as-you-please I made the record skip and it was in surround sound Followed by the thing you done muddled in the couch I feel insulted I would never sue sue I played by your code I expect you to You are my twelve inch I found deep in the stacks You are the white label remix My secret bonus track Say you wanted indecision All too often on a landmine Yeah I'll endorse it give you something But refuse to walk with nothing You are my twelve inch I found deep in the stacks You are the white label remix Frankie say relax Destination miracle I can't see you off Destination why I don't want to sit around And cry and whine about it Say it so there's no doubt about it Party city Party city I slick my hair back and trail off a sentence Tuck in my thoughts and then head into the station I need assistance I don't care I'm pumped Might say "you're awesome" Might say "time's all up" Destination miracle I can't see you off How's it like to die? Every day you search your life And mine and mind in silence Take it outside and make it violent Party city Party city Party city Party city Oh follow the tube top Oh follow the sun Oh follow my jog bra Oh follow the sun Destination miracle You set me up Destination time Time to do something now I've got a sense you know I'm on the fucking table with the stereo Party city Party city Party city Party city