Tonight, tonight
The fire's dancing in the rebel's eyes
In the soul. It's the light.
Fire burns. Stars hit the sky.
And from the back streets and the dead end streets
The sound of drums and dancing feet
Goes through the concrete through the walls
And makes the rivers flow backwards
We are dancing in the midnight
We are dancing in the midnight
We are not afraid of police cars
We are dancing in the midnight
We are dancers on the baricades
We are the dancing in the midnight
The lousy tramp and beauty queen
They hang together. I have seen
their famous kiss, oh that was great!
I still believe that has some sense.
Let's rock the Casbah straight to hell
The world will never be the same.
The pressure drop and teenage kicks
So many words, so many dreams.
We are dancing in the midnight
We are dancing in the midnight
We are not afraid of police cars
We are dancing in the midnight
We are dancers on the baricades
We are the dancing in the midnight
We are the dancers in the CBGB's
We are the dancers in the Hammersmith Palais
We are the dancers on the barricades
We are the dancing in the midnight
We are not afraid of police cars
We are dancing in the midnight
We are dancers on the baricades
We are the dancing in the midnight
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024
Knockout debut from a Buffalo, New York-based hardcore band who like their riffs sick, their drums fast, and their choruses sticky-sweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024