Keep On Dancing

Words and music by Torey Adler © 2003

At the end of the day,

And the start of the night

When all the faces slip away

And they turn on the stage lights

The kids on the street scalping tickets

Stash their money and disappear

There's an old man with an electric guitar

Sitting in a wooden chair

He raises his hand

And something starts to spin

His feet are tapping on the stage

And everybody's falling in

With a rhythm like a raindance

His voice puts them in a trance

His sunglasses reflecting the light

There's the ghost of an old juke joint

In Mississippi rising up in California tonight

Just keep on dancing, everything will be ok

Don't look for an answer, everybody's got something to say

Just keep on driving, way into the night

Just keep on dancing, it'll all work out alright

there's a man in the crowd

he's a hometown boy

he has a whiskey flask on his hip

he slams into a dancer who

grabs him for an answer

and with a single blow splits his lip

the blood starts flowing like the water

from the rock that Moses hit with his staff

and the singer from the stage

misinterprets the rage

and he answers with an evil laugh

Just keep on dancing, everything will be ok

Don't look for an answer, everybody's got something to say

Just keep on driving, way into the night

Just keep on dancing, it'll all work out alright

The girls in halter tops and tight pants

Are milling 'round like fire ants

The fuse box goes up in flames

The curtain catches fire

And the newspaper wire

Has got a list of everybody's names

Just keep on dancing, everything will be ok

Don't look for an answer, everybody's got something to say

Just keep on driving, way into the night