Dancing With the Rebels

Worry about the runaround

All of a sudden there's no time to kill
Over the hills and far away
Young visions of the kids we'll meet
All alone with the chance to be
To be them there eyes—in one wild crowd
Stripped to the waist—let's go

Stand up—look around—where's the fun in dancing around
Unless you're dancing with the rebels
Here it comes (dancing with the rebels)
Worry about the runaround

You're headlong to the main event
Kool-Aid lying on the floor
The sound waves that pass you by
In a flash of words and the twinkle of an eye
Love bites deep and we tremble and cry
Adios, sweet dreams, goodbye

Stand up—look around—where's the fun in dancing around
Unless you're dancing with the rebels
Here it comes (dancing with the rebels)
Worry about the runaround

All of a sudden there's no time to kill
You're dying to dance the fever but you never will
You give me fever—when I'm with you
Adios kid, the wheel of America—let's go

Stand up—look around—where's the fun in dancing around
Unless you're dancing with the rebels
Here it comes (dancing with the rebels)
Worry about the runaround

Where's the fun in dancing around
Unless you're dancing with the rebels
Here it comes (dancing with the rebels)
Worry about the runaround

Look around—where's the fun in dancing around
Unless you're dancing with the rebels
Here it comes (dancing with the rebels)
Worry about the runaround