Up we go, down we come
Crank up the bass cos I love this one
Here’s Charlie, there’s the sun
And that’s another big weekend I’ve won
Always so outrageous
Now I’m less than gracious
I can’t tell if I'm still having fun
There's nothing left now that it's all been done
Don’t wanna do this anymore
(Sex, Drugs, Disco)
I come down crashing to the floor
(Sex, Drugs, Disco)
Oh-oh oh-oh
No, it can’t be right
Feeling so low on a Sunday night
This lifes becoming such a bore
(Sex, Drugs, Disco)
I tell myself that I’m in control
But I’m disco damaged and I lost my soul
That bags run out and I feel cold
And everyone here looks old
Paying that late-night toll
Never know when to fold
Telling the same story
It’s getting really boring
But I can’t stop yeah I’m in the hold
Of sex & drugs & rock & roll
Don’t wanna do this anymore
(Sex, Drugs, Disco)
I come down crashing to the floor
(Sex, Drugs, Disco)
Oh-oh oh-oh
No, it can’t be right
Feeling so low on a Sunday night
This lifes becoming such a bore
(Sex, Drugs, Disco)
I've been here before, London will always be calling
There’s always a name to forget in the morning
There’s always a vibe to get on, a place to come from, a way to go wrong
There’s always a fear and there’s always a warning
Don’t wanna do this anymore
(Sex, Drugs, Disco)
I come down crashing to the floor
(Sex, Drugs, Disco)
Oh-oh oh-oh
No, it can’t be right
Feeling so low on a Sunday night
This lifes becoming such a bore
(Sex, Drugs, Disco)