Acetone, Turpentine, Benzine. He Calls It

How many people have said I'm awaking the dead And a new kind of sound And a new way to dance Finally present themselves Present themselves to me Well here is your chance Today is that day It's about that time So get your ass on the fucking dance floor And show us what you fucking live for Is that all you got I know you can do much better then that Come on Take your best shot Unless you're not a man Man, am I gonna be in trouble When they've found out what I've done I mean no disrespect But I gotta go, I'm on the run I'm late, I'm late, I'm late For a very important date Oh my god I can't believe that this is happening to me I'm gonna be on TV and I've got to get ready Imma be so pretty, so pretty, so pretty Come on down You are the center of attention Oh by the way, I forgot to mention You're all so fucking dead