Dance For The Dying Ordinary Objects Lyrics

He likes to be the little spoon
She likes to be the little spoon
They sleep wrapped up like a cocoon
They sleep wrapped up in a cupboard in the dining room
Hey, hey, hey

When he dances, he's a raggedy mop
When she dances, she's a swishin' broom
They clear the floor when they start to rock
They clean the floor up in the ballroom
Hey, hey, hey

Ordinary objects
We all are ordinary objects
But when we hit the floor
We become so much more than
Ordinary objects

Oh

All we need are some colored lights, or
All we need are some fireflies
All we need is some candlelight, or
All we need is a strand of party lights
Whoa, oh

Ordinary objects
We all are ordinary objects
But when we hit the floor
We become so much more than
Ordinary objects

Et je suis une objet d'art
Vous etes les objets d'art