COME ON!   just grab my hand baby   sitting down is giving up   just this once baby   shutting up is giving in   pry those petals from their wet walls   so we can hit the floor      it's the rhythm of rebellion   a reason for celebration   let the volume do the talking   with the force of an explosion      come on and place those   nervous palms in mine   we'll drive the fear from both our frames   sending bitten bullets through those bitter pills   in an unexpected plot twist      you've stunned me with a kiss   that felt like a runaway wrought iron fist   don't hang the dj yet   this song deserves a second spin   if you feel the need   switch those lips to repeat   before the needle leaves the surface   and the night has left us speechless      we'll go home when we've burnt yours   dancing amongst the cinders with your daughters   buried regrets in all the rubble   the friction in the scheme of things