The Club

They threw me out of the club
The club I built with my own two hands
They threw me to the streets
Into the streets where all the gangs hang
I committed no crime
They threw me no line
Just threw me out the club
Just threw me out the club
Into the darkest alley
They threw me out the club
They threw me out the club
Into the darkest alley
They threw me to the wolves
They proceeded to rip me apart
They threw me to the sea
Into the path of the hammerhead sharks
I committed no crime
They threw me no line
Just threw me out the club
Just threw me out the club
Into the darkest alley
They threw me out the club
They threw me out the club
Into the darkest alley
But don’t build a dance floor on top of a dungeon
And don’t fuck your friends up
You’re sharing a bubble
But people still turn up
They want to be seen there
They flock from the valleys into the city
The building looks stately
The facade is pretty
But inside a void of shame and self pity
The dance floor collapses into the dungeon
The dancers descending to different dimensions
Nobody believes that this institution would ever detach from its sure foundation
I pluck my position from under the rubble
Scraping the dust from under my stubble
I pick myself up, I pick myself up
Into the blazing sunset
I pick myself up, I pick myself up
Into the blazing sunset
I pick myself up, I pick myself up
Into the blazing sunset
I pick myself up, I pick myself up
Into the blazing sunset