Hey man, I saw you standing there   You were bobbing your head to the beat as your fists start to clinch   Oh so tight   "no fear" in your eyes, and also on your shirt (and hat and pants)   It's your turn to show tonight, do your best to start a fight   Show us all that you can dance with your elbows and your hands   (dancing with friends, keeping the peace, if you didn't know I'm being sarcastic)   When you feel the crowd start to move   Please try to resist the urge that you get   Try not to get upset and sock your neighbor right in the face   I know that coach meant well   But what's a dance to you is a fight to someone else   Keep your anger aside, kick back, enjoy the ride   And think how it could be if you showed some courtesy   Your hostility, it grows so easily   You're the next victim of the dance that broke my jaw   Please don't get near   You're the next victim of the dance that broke my jaw   Have some more beer, "no fear gear" is what you wear   Just because the music begins   Does not always mean a wrestling scene from wwf   Breaks out right to my left   And I got a ringside ticket   I'll challenge you or anyone anywhere   Sometimes I just want the football thrown in   Let the football game begin   And then say to myself as I think of someone else   That's not what we came here for, we'll take no more   What's going through your head?    To the point that someone is dead   Keep it up and you're out of here, you're out of here   And when you're outside by yourself and sitting all alone   Keep your head down   Cause we're the ones that warned you   You're the next victim of the dance that broke my jaw   Please don't get near   You're the next victim of the dance that broke my jaw   Can't we just be friends in here?    Go drink some more beer   Kick your neighbor's rear   Elbow to my ear   Can't we just be friends in here?    I was dancing by myself, and bothering no one else   When suddenly I was encountered by the beast   I ask so politely, "please just let me be"   But the next thing I remember, I'm staring at the ceiling   Someone please, help me call security   Was on my feet, but now I'm on the floor   That shithead doesn't show respect to me or to you   So now he's out the door   Not gonna hurt us anymore   That dance floor is free of hostility   And I'm so glad he's gone   It's our turn to have fun   My message was clear, "we're all friends in here"   But we're not allowed to do the dance that broke my jaw