Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Don’t get deep, shut up and dance

Love has got me down
A tear just hit the ground
So I started writing you this song
But the words I wrote came out all wrong
Yeah, but it’s all right

Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Don’t get deep, shut up and dance

When you can’t define the crime
Then life ain’t worth a dime
When they take away everything you got
And they rub your nose in the funky spot
Not without a fight

Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Don’t get deep, shut up and dance

When you work your fingers to the bone
Now what does that get you – nothing
In a crowd of people you’re still alone
And you hope that tells you – something

The road to Heaven is paved in Hell
And it makes you wonder why we’re here at all
Check out the shape of your circumstance
He wears the dress and she wears the pants
Here comes Jill and she needs romance
But you can’t do jack so shut up and dance

Sex is like a gun – you aim, you shoot, you run
When you’re splittin’ heads with Mr Clean
It’s like gettin’ head from a guillotine
And the night has just begun

Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Don’t get deep, shut up and dance
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Don’t get deep, shut up and dance