© Hazel O`Connor      Put on your face, put on your clothes   Going out dancing, pose, pose   Wind our bodies round and round   Move to the rhythm of the fare rave sounds      These are the decadent days   These are the decadent ways   These are the de de de de de decadent days   De de de de de de decadent days      Swing to the left, swing to the right   Thrust your hips to the flashing light   Whirling dervish here's the rule   Sweating hot but you stay cool      These are the decadent days   These are the decadent ways   These are the de de de de de decadent days   De de de de de de decadent days      The whole room is vibrating   With all our bodies shaking   But still they're hesitating   From really taking it, making it, taking it