Intro: Dance Dance That's enough verse 1 A modern concussion The room is on fire You're an upstanding model of a modern day Cain With impeccable style So now you've done a little wrong and you need to be forgiven By the vicar and the company you keep Pre-Chorus And then you conjure up a fiction To get the pretty girl to listen Chorus This is, the sin, that I Will confess to release myself From consequence and everyone can tell verse 2 The moral objections to something so profane Oh but the deepest of convictions are the darkest positions Little remissions for the varicose veins So now you've done a little wrong and you swear you didn't do it But volition left you burdened with a curse Pre-Chorus And you conjure up a fiction To get the pretty girls to listen This is, the sin, that I Will confess to release myself From consequence and everyone can tell This is, the sin, that I Will confess to release myself From consequence and everyone can tell This is, the sin, that I Will confess to release myself From consequence and everyone can tell Outro And everyone can tell And everyone can tell