Liquid Nights & Disco Lights

I could be a swinging sickle Turning to a factional nomad I could be a friend so fickle Or I could be the best you ever had I could be the dull divider Paint between the tyres on either side I could be a gene defiler Wishing for a head so fine and wide Got to get, to get down Find a rhythm to pick me up And catch the beat of this town What could pull me together Got to get, to get down Trace the bullet and sift the dust And catch the beat of this town What to find to feel better The streetlights and the ravers And my trails of misbehavior Lost in liquid nights And whirling disco lights The burden of tomorrow All the shame regret and sorrow Lost in liquid nights And whirling disco lights I can't recall a thing So why do I feel so sad? I could be a man of money Soaking up the sweat upon your brow I could be less lonely honey If I could just remember you right now Got to get, to get down Find a rhythm to pick me up And catch the beat of this town What could pull me together Got to get, to get down Trace the bullet and sift the dust And catch the beat of this town What to find to feel better The streetlights and the ravers And my trails of misbehavior Lost in liquid nights And whirling disco lights The burden of tomorrow All the shame regret and sorrow Lost in liquid nights And whirling disco lights And I'm whirling through the half light Shivers down my spine Don't know what I'm becoming But I know I'll make it mine I can't recall a thing So why do I feel so sad?