Lyrics of the Day

Downtown's been caught by the hysteria

People scream and shout

A generation's on the move

When disco spreads like bacteria

These lonely days are out

Welcome the passion of the groove

The golden years

The silver tears

You wore a tie like Richard Gere

I want to get down

You spin me around

I stand on the borderline

Crying at the discoteque

Crying at the discoteque

I saw you crying

I saw you crying at the discoteque

I saw you crying

I saw you crying at the discoteque

Tonight's the night at the danceteria

The joining of the tribe

The speakers blasting clear and loud

The way you dance is our criteria

The DJ takes you high

Let tears of joy baptize the crowd

The golden years

The silver tears

You wore a tie like Richard Gere

I want to get down

You spin me around

I stand on the borderline

Crying at the discoteque

Crying at the discoteque

I saw you crying

I saw you crying at the discoteque

I saw you crying

I saw you crying at the discoteque

The passion of the groove

Generation on the move

Joining of the disco tribe

Let the music take you high

The golden years

The silver tears

You wore a tie like Richard Gere

I want to get down

You spin me around

I stand on the borderline

Crying at the discoteque

Crying at the discoteque

I saw you crying

I saw you crying at the discoteque

I saw you crying

I saw you crying at the discoteque