eh-eh-eh ooh-ooh eh-eh-e ooh-ooh I, I've been thinking, I've been thinking I, I could feel The World Today Everybody dies we anoint their eyes and we dance like angels do Writing out your name, little shapes that feign some knowledge of you eh-oh-ah eh-oh-uh-uh eh-oh-ah eh-oh-uh-uh And you'll never get sad and you'll never get sick And you'll never get weak In the Belly of the Beat eh I, I've been thinking, I've been thinking I, I could feel The World Today Everybody dies, we cut out their eyes and we dance like angels do Breaking our your name in a world that feign some knowledge of you eh-oh-ah eh-oh-uh-uh eh-oh-ah eh-oh-uh-uh And you'll never get sad and you'll never get sick And you'll never get weak In the Belly of the Beat eh