With midnight hair of the bluest black   Shimmering like a raven's back   A quaint cliche with a pretty face   A angel born to fall from grace      Drop dead! On the dancefloor   Drop dead!   Drop dead! On the dancefloor   Drop dead!      Now stumbling through the modern gloom   So alone in a crowded room   Found comfort in the chemicals   That reap the lives and steal the souls      Drop dead! On the dancefloor   Drop dead!   Drop dead! On the dancefloor   Drop dead!   (x2)      All innocence is lost tonight   Beneath the heat and flashing lights   All innocence is lost tonight   On crystal meth and China White      Drop dead! On the dancefloor   Drop dead!   Drop dead! On the dancefloor   Drop dead!      Drop dead! On the dancefloor   Drop dead!   Drop dead! On the dancefloor   Drop dead!      ...on the dancefloor...   ...on the dancefloor...