on this clear saturday night a bluish black sky of beauty stars of imagination shining and dreams of a weeping moon the moon is weeping now, oh yes it's light is raining upon us quickening our step we draw closer.. - our humble club of eccentricity we gather in crowds of four and five.. digging in our donned pockets we fish out the cover charge we want to get high on the music.. on the dancing - our feet take us to the door and our hands fly to the handle we wrench it open with anticipation this monstrous hinderance of titanium and the music greets our ears with delight our posse tingles and shivers with fright `aim to beat our record, guys' cambeul announces and we mutter our agreement we just want to dance all night long! we want the psychedelic lights we want them to penetrate our corneas and just fall down in our gaiety as the patrons of our club dance upon us and we just continue dancing in our minds - one minute bathroom stop hinders us the one minute break for the drug of our choice the lsd, the acid of fuck, my tormentor my fucker, my lover, my master, my slave i bend the drug's will to mine as it bends my mind to it's pleasure everything is altered in my altered state - the face in the mirror is not a face it is a mass of degenerated flesh choking my nasal passage with it's stink and my hands have seven fingers and one thumb.. so i grip my `face' and tear it away and there stands my true face i breath a sigh of relief the sweat pours down my face and i go out to look at the dancers.. - the dancing fools are gnomes in human masks the faces are grinning in sadistic fashion teeth are bloodied from last kill the plaque and debris of mouth reek of a stench long forgotten to the world the rotting stench of the dark ages and the gnomes edge closer towards me.. their feet are moving at a frightening speed and they do not touch the ground! as they defy gravity, they laugh maniacally and their eyes are searching my face for something i think they want to eat me or maybe have a cup of tea? i want to lie down and sleep in my abyss of fuck but i must dance! yes! dance amongst the gnomes even as they frighten me and so i gather myself together and stride out to the dance floor.. - the speakers are suspended in the air and they blare uncontrollably melodic sounds of dancing penetrate our minds.. and a squirming body in bondage is suspended along with the speakers it screams out to be let down and we just laugh in our insane glee - we convulse in our movements with desperation, we move it moving faster, faster, faster and faster.. our feet barely touching the ground like our idols, the gnomes and we boogie the night away in our dancing foolishness - the strobe lights slow us down considerably whilst we frighten the speed barrier our arms flailing.. in catastrophic directions our feet moving.. to the gyrating beats of bauhaus we're dancing on the hot tiles of club electro phantasmagoric feet - we dance with the mannequins in the corner we dance with the beggars in the street we dance with the gnomes in the porno parlor and we dance with each other, dancing to the beat - we dance with the prosthetic limbs from our friend murray in the artificial world his artificial world of plastic in his plasticized house, with his plasticized mother and we lick his artificial legs, as he transmutates.. into our plasticized friend karen.. we lick her prosthetic breasts and kiss her prosthetic mouth we love to fuck her prosthetic vagina under the plastic apple tree and now everything is fake everyone is a phony asshole we hide from the world in our dancing our mental complexities are our refuge and we dance.. - we dance on the platform of sin, the platform from hell it's hot tiles, it's hallowed ground we burn and scorch our feet, whilst we laugh with glee - we dance upon the cadavers in the funeral home our necrophiliac nature is overwhelming and we proceed to fornication with our beloved our beloved corpse, sister rebecca she is our aesthetic image of perfection and now she's dead to the world.. - and we dance with ziggy stardust on mars with the spiders, in the water, everywhere anywhere we can find to dance we just dance the night away dancing our nine lives away.. - `welcome to club electro phantasmagoric feet!' `each and every fantasy will come true!' `we hope to please you with our oddities!' `and please..' `leave a portion of your happiness at the door!' `have fun dancing in our club of fuck!' `good night.' - just dance.