A gatefold wallet made from recycled materials; on the outside, double-wide, full bleed, wraparound artwork by the man Nick Burchard; on the inside, all of the lyrics (and a disco ball)! Get em while they're hot!
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lyrics
I tumbled down
And down into a new sound
I looked around
And all I saw was you, now
A perfect shade or hue, now
I feel my eyes correct, now
Progress into the foreground
Progress into a new sound!
We can go down to the Dirty Disco!
We can go down to the Dirty Disco!
And well, if you’re looking for a part of yourself
You should look into the heart of yourself
Know it better than anybody else
And maybe go down to the Dirty Disco
I looked within
And all I saw was new skin
The shape I’m in
Is just the shape I’m preppin’
It’s just a shade, I’m guessing
Just a delicatessen
Nobody’s left pretendin’
Nobody’s second guessin!
Nobody’s even home!
Due to the Dirty Disco!
We can go down to the Dirty Disco!
And well, if you’re looking for a part of yourself
you should look into the heart of yourself
Know it better than anybody else
And maybe go down to the Dirty Disco
We can go down to the Dirty Disco!
We can go down to the Dirty Disco!
And well, if you’re looking for a part of yourself
You should look into the heart of yourself
Know it better than anybody else
And maybe go down to the Dirty Disco