Tic toc, goes the clock See life passing by What d'you think? Hum... I guess what's on your mind You tell me, You tell me Jeopardize my mind You tell me, You tell me My mind's been redisigned Dance, dance, dance 'Till you're feeling tired Tap your little feet 'till the floor's on fire Mass hysteria needs no motivation Mass hysteria, feeling of damnation Tic toc, goes the clock See life passing by Do as they say, try to run, try to hide They tell you, they tell you They don't care at all They tell you, they tell you Untill they see you fall Dance, dance, dance 'Till you're feeling tired Tap your little feet 'till the floor's on fire Mass hysteria needs no motivation Mass hysteria, feeling of damnation