[Verse 1]
Alright, I'm on Johnson Avenue in San Luis Obispo
And I'm five years old, or six, maybe
And indications that there's something wrong with our new house
Trip down the wire twice daily
[Verse 2]
I'm in the living room watching the Watergate hearings
While my stepfather yells at my mother
Launches a glass across the room, straight at her head
And I dash upstairs to take cover
[Verse 3]
Lean in close to my little record player on the floor
So this is what the volume knob's for
[Hook]
I listen to dance music
Dance music
[Verse 4]
Okay, so look, I'm 17 years old
And you're the last best thing I've got going
But then the special secret sickness starts to eat through you
What am I supposed to do? No way of knowing
Alright, I'm on Johnson Avenue in San Luis Obispo
And I'm five years old, or six, maybe
And indications that there's something wrong with our new house
Trip down the wire twice daily
[Verse 2]
I'm in the living room watching the Watergate hearings
While my stepfather yells at my mother
Launches a glass across the room, straight at her head
And I dash upstairs to take cover
[Verse 3]
Lean in close to my little record player on the floor
So this is what the volume knob's for
[Hook]
I listen to dance music
Dance music
[Verse 4]
Okay, so look, I'm 17 years old
And you're the last best thing I've got going
But then the special secret sickness starts to eat through you
What am I supposed to do? No way of knowing
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