Texty: Gary Numan. Dance. She's Got Claws.

You are distraction like pictures on the wall
I don't like eyes
You are attraction, it gets to be routine
You're up I'm down

She's got claws, she's got claws, she's got claws
But the factory knows
We're dreams in cold storage
We could dance the night away

You say you love me maybe you do
The patience I can't steal
I don't believe you, you said straight
It's like giving up hope

Here on the ground on the floor
Screaming nothing at all
Here on the ground like some whore
Looking down on you all

And too much advice
Yeah, I'm not sure

Laughing hyenas with pens for charms
You'll just suck in the boys
We have to leave soon, shudder the door
This house is far too cold

She's got claws, she's got claws, she's got claws
But the factory knows
We're dreams in cold storage
We could dance the night away

Okay