Goth In the Disco

Oh, there's a Goth in the disco Yeah, there's a Goth in the disco Oh, there's a Goth in the disco Yeah, there's a Goth in the disco Pale face, black vest, steady watching She's got a cure for this emptiness Melting vinyl, burning hair Suicidal in the disco, yeah She hates all the music, can't stand the lights But there's nothing else to do on a Saturday night And she doesn't like the people, can't stand to dance So they're all going home in an ambulance (Woop, woop) All going Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco All going Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco Empty bottle, dirty rag, can of petrol She's got a cocktail for these fucking slags Melting vinyl, burning hair Suicidal in the disco, yeah She hates all the music, can't stand the lights But there's nothing else to do on a Saturday night And she doesn't like the people, can't stand to dance So they're all going home in an ambulance (Woop, woop) Oh, there's a Goth in the disco Yeah, there's a Goth in the disco Oh, there's a Goth in the disco Yeah, there's a Goth in the disco All going Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco All going Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco She hates all the music, can't stand the lights But there's nothing else to do on a Saturday night And she doesn't like the people, can't stand to dance So they're all going home in an ambulance (Woop, woop) All going Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco All going Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco Can't stand disco