The Dance That Broke My Jaw

Hey man, I saw you standing there, you were bobbing your head to the
beat as your fists start to clinch, oh so tight! "No Fear" in your eyes,
and also on your shirt, (and hat and pants). It's your turn to show tonight,
do your best to start a fight, show us all that you can dance with your elbows
and your hands. (Dancing with friends, keeping the peace, if you didn't know
I'm being sarcastic!)
When you feel the crowd start to move, please try to resist, the urge that you get,
try not to get upset and sock your neighbor right in the face. I know that coach
meant well but what's a dance to you is a fight to someone else, keep your anger
aside, kick back enjoy the ride and think how it could be if you showed some
courtesy. Your hostility, it grows so easily!
You're the next victim of the dance that broke my jaw. Please don't get near,
you're the next victim of the dance that broke my jaw. Have some more beer,
"No Fear Gear" is what you wear.
Just because the music begins, does not always mean a wrestling scene from
WWF breaks out right to my left, and I gotta ringside ticket, I'll challenge you
or anyone anywhere.
Sometimes I just want the football thrown in, let the football game begin,
and then say to myself as I think of someone else, that's not what we came
here for, we'll take no more.
What's going through your head? To the point that someone is dead! Keep it
up and you're out of here, you're out of here! And when you're outside by
yourself and sitting all alone, keep your head down, 'cause we're the ones
that warned you!
You're the next victim of the dance that broke my jaw. Please don't get near,
you're the next victim of the dance that broke my jaw. Can't we just be friends
in here?
Go drink some more beer!
Kick your neighbor's rear!
Elbow to my ear!
Can't we just be friends in here?
I was dancing by myself, and bothering no one else, when suddenly I was
encountered by the beast! I ask so politely, "please just let me be!" But the
next thing I remember, I'm staring at the ceiling! Someone please, help me
call security. Was on my feet, but now I'm on the floor, that shit head doesn't
show respect to me or to you so now he's out the door.
Not gonna hurt us anymore, that dance floor is free of hostility and I'm so glad
he's gone, it's our turn to have fun. My message was clear, "we're all friends
in here!" But we're not allowed to do, the dance that broke my jaw!
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