I can't
I can't dance
Shake my booty or throw jazz hands
Oh come on
Let's dance
Let’s dance
I don’t want to dance
You find me subdued at the back of the club
Slouched in a corner with both arms crossed
Look at you
You can dance
You slut drop with eloquence
Oh come on
Lets dance
Lets dance
I don’t want to dance
I see you sat in your seat
Before propelled into orbit when they play that beat
You gather up the rest of your crew
To go paralytic and to sing out of tune
Don’t you love it when your in a packed out club
Someone screaming in your ear this is my favourite song
And they get the words wrong
It’s going to be long night
I don’t want to dance
Twerk into embarrassment
Oh come on let’s dance
Let’s dance
I don’t want to dance
I cued half an hour for an overpriced pint
And now I’m stood with you under a very warm light
You gather up the rest of your crew
To go paralytic and to sing out of tune
Don’t you love it when your in a packed out club
Someone screaming in your ear this is my favourite song
It’s time to go home
It’s going to be a long night
I can't
I can't dance
Shake my booty or throw jazz hands
Oh come on
Let's dance
Let’s dance
I don’t want to dance
You find me subdued at the back of the club
Slouched in a corner with both arms crossed
All songs written, performed and recorded by Ric Birtill
*Japanese spoken word on Don’t Give Up Your Day Job by Dean Hinchey
Produced and mixed by Ric Birtill
Mastered by Gareth Woodfield
Recorded at SIC studios
Released through SIC turtle Records
Artwork by Robin Hill
The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 15, 2024