SWING & SPARKLE
Dust on the heels! Neon on the wheel! Light it up, girls!
Check the friction on the bunker floor Polished satin behind a rusted door Grey clouds heavy in a charcoal sky But I’ve got a Technicolor twinkle in my eye
Rainwater bubbles in a crystal glass Out-style the ruins with a little bit of class I don’t need the sun or a limousine Just a syncopated beat and a glow-stick sheen
One, two—watch the shadow move Three, four—sliding through the quiet of the groove Polish the chrome! Welcome home!
Swing and sparkle, electric soul The world went quiet but we’re in control It’s a black-tie party on a hollow street Old-school magic with a neon beat Swing and sparkle, watch the fire Setting the frequency higher and higher!
Lipstick red in a lead-lined space Bringing back the rhythm to the human race Is it 1940? Is it Year Zero? In a world of static, I’m my own hero
Mic stand shimmering, velvet breath Dancing past the silence and the dusty death No delay and no borrowed light Just the countdown timed exactly right
Hold the note, let the echoes fly We’re the only stars in a hollow sky Glow through the dust!
Swing and sparkle, electric soul The world went quiet but we’re in control It’s a black-tie party on a hollow street Old-school magic with a neon beat Swing and sparkle, watch the fire Setting the frequency higher and higher!
Swing...Swing...Stay bright.