"Disaster Button" Lyrics

A little after twelve
the function suite was full
of people I had never seen before.

Ripped up ticket stubs
confettied on the floor.
It dawned on me I'd seen it all before.

Cool your beans my son.
You look a f**king mess.
No one's getting out of here tonight.

Hit that button there.
The one that just says wrong.
And we'll lose our mind to all our favourite songs.

Throw forward to later
you look light on your feet.
When you whirled in the room
I was nailed to my seat.

I'm like a prisoner
getting ready to talk.
I feel the blood in my hands
and the threat in your walk.

And suddenly
it lifts the roof off the place.
It puts a vault in my step
and a grin on my face.

It can't contain me
but you'll need an army
to get me back in my box
and snap the branches off me.

A little after four
the function suite is dead
and I am just a ripped up ticket stub.

But here's a helping hand.
A voice that's far too close.
And I am up and on my broken limbs.

Throw forward to later
you look light on your feet.
When you whirled in the room
I was nailed to my seat.

I'm like a prisoner
getting ready to talk.
I feel the blood in my hands
and the threat in your walk.

And suddenly
it lifts the roof off the place.
It puts a vault in my step
and a grin on my face.

It can't contain me
but you'll need an army
to get me back in my box
and snap the branches off me.

And suddenly
it lifts the roof off the place.
It puts a vault in my step
and a grin on my face.

It can't contain me
but you'll need an army
to get me back in my box
and snap the branches off me.