No pulse
Like the beat we keep together
Lost souls
Tomorrow waits forever
Fingers in my mouth
Fingers down my throat
What is it you want?
Wanna dance, dance, dance?

No pulse
She's turning blue, we're losing her
Pulse
Call an ambulance, we're losing her
Foam from her mouth
Finger on her wrist
Girl, what did you do?
Go, disco!

They like you more like this
A tragedy with tits
Keep racking up the hits
They love your death and glitz
No-one more obedient than you

No pulse
Just a doll-like face and figure
Pose
For the crime investigators
Pictures of your face
Every front page
Homeless runaway
Hey, hey!

They like you more like this
A tragedy with tits
Keep racking up the hits
They love your death and glitz

They like you more like this
A tragedy with tits
Keep racking up the hits
They love your death and glitz
No-one more obedient than you
No-one more obedient than you

Death and glitz and death and tits
Death and glitz and death and tits
Death and glitz