No Dancing

On a tropical island we paid a lot of money to get here lying on the deep grey sand with an empty bottle of beer you're looking at me with that blank look on your face like I'm something that's just crawled in and joined the human race

Oh the sun shines nicely my eyes sparkle brightly you say it's just the alcohol you've stolen my soul

Lying in a bedroom some place I don't want to be you're over by the wardrobe watching some dumb T.V. the programme is stupid but I don't object it's this kind of loving that I reject there must be something better at least we've got good weather I could race out into the sun (2x) I think you'd prefer it if I took a gun

On the aeroplane home we hardly talk at all you stare at your neighbour you say he's a nice guy I say I'm not too bad if you just give me a chance we've been round this ballroom so many times now it's impossible to dance it's impossible to dance we could do the salsa the samba anything