It was a night like this
When you can feel it coming
Something special in the room
And you can be that someone
The place was all-a-glow with the disco light
And it came from a screen
Where the kids were trying to dance

Now there's too many televisions
There's too many colored screens
I'd probably join them
If I knew just what that means
This repetition that continues through the night
It goes up down up down left left right

Now you go like you got something to prove
Oh you go like you got something to prove
You've done it all before, it still refused to move
So you go go go like you got something to prove

He was a straight laced shooter
Kept his hands at ten and two
But was plagued with impulses that he never quite let through
It wasn't so apparent by the way that he dressed
Until later in the days all the kids he impressed with the dance

Now there's too many televisions
There's too many colored screens
I'd probably join them
If I knew just what that means
This repetition that continues through the night
It goes up down up down left left right

Now you go like you got something to prove
Oh you go like you got something to prove
You've done it all before and still refuse to move
So you go go go like you've got something to prove

None of them like me
I am so alone
None of them like me
I want to go home