Heart of a Dancer

Lucifer, he came to me
He said, "Take this bass guitar, kid, then you'll be free
It's true, it's true"
I done saw the gates of hell
They were lined with golden amplifiers—I could tell
It was cool, it was cool

They were calling out my name but I could not be found
I was falling through the flames in search of lovely sound
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Let me dance like a bug on a cinema screen
Shake my hand like the world and its pyramid schemes
I'm in love with the groove and the gravy love me
Oh, mom, I've got the heart of a dancer
(Mom I've got the heart of a dancer)
Mom I've got the heart of a—

Jesus then came up to me
He said, "Boy, you gonna lose yourself if you believe
In blues, in blues"
I showed him my crazy beats
And the Son of God could not help but to stomp his feet
It's true, it's true

Well, I'm a freelancer of horrible dances
But swift is my heart when I move
Tell me they see me when I shake my booty
And all of my teenage societal deviations

Let me dance like a bug on a cinema screen
Shake my hand like the world and its pyramid schemes
I'm in love with the groove and the gravy love me
Oh, mom, I've got the heart of a dancer
(Mom I've got the heart of a dancer)
Mom I've got the heart of a—

Lucifer and Jesus saw that the blues
Were not for Heaven or for Hell, but for all
It's true
Hot nails reveal that I, I was born to be a rocker
And a rocker I'll die
It's true

Let me dance like a bug on a cinema screen
Shake my hand like the world and its pyramid schemes
I'm in love with the groove and the gravy love me
Oh, mom, I've got the heart of a dancer
(Oh, mom, I've got the heart of a dancer)
Mom I've got the heart of a dancer
(Oh, mom, I've got the heart of a dancer)
Mom I've got the heart of a—