All Disco

All Disco - Elbow

Written by：Guy Garvey/Craig Potter/Mark Potter/Pete Turner

Young man with a bruised old soul

One snap to bring you back

Hands black with smudging the night into day

There's lend time in the alley you could slip away

But there are still fences to squeeze through

And I'll reach you spirits to cancel

Come to the river sun

Let your obsession go

What does it prove if you die for a tune

It's really all disco

Everything

Everything

Let's join the yellow eyed snuck flies

Rejoicing in choices they made

Let's be a bird laughing at not having learned

Let's be a hundred and five you and I

And sing out a tune of regret to the moon

Perverted old timers

I'll feed you one liners

Come to the river sun

Let the obsession go

What does it prove if you die for a tune

It's really all disco

What does it prove if you die for a tune

Don't you know it's all disco

Everything

I can hear how deep you're going

Pull the cord

I can feel your tempo slowing

Pull the cord

Come to the river sun

Let your obsession go

What does it prove if you die for a tune

It's really all disco

What does it prove if you die for a tune

Don't you know it's all disco

Everything

Everything