You look good. You feel fine. You know exactly what you’re doing tonight. Do you? There’s a man by the doorway with a hole in his grin, says he’s seen this before, says the night’s just begun. There’s a girl with a cigarette drawing shapes in the air, says the whole world’s a party if you don’t really care. And the lights go green and the floor goes blue, and I’m talking too much but I’m talking to you. Got a pocket full of nothing, got a head full of sound, got a beautiful feeling that I’m never coming down. And everybody knows somebody who knows somebody here, and everybody’s got a secret that they whisper in your ear. There’s a little bit of magic in the way the shadows move, and I’m looking for the exit but I’m dancing in the room. EVERYTHING’S ALRIGHT! Everything’s on fire! Everybody wants a little more, nobody knows what for. EVERYTHING’S ALRIGHT! Take me even higher! We’re all falling into place with a smile upon our face. Into place. Out of time. Looking good. Feeling fine. Nothing to see here. There’s a bloke in the bathroom giving speeches to the sink, says he’s cracked the whole system and he’s figured out the link. There’s a woman in the mirror with somebody else’s eyes, and she’s laughing like she knows me but I’ve never seen her twice. Someone’s selling us a feeling in a little paper cup, says the trick to being happy is to never sober up. And the DJ’s got a finger on the pulse of everyone’s head, playing songs about tomorrow while we’re dancing with the dead. Please remain calm. Your evening is proceeding normally. And everybody knows somebody who knows somebody’s name, and everybody’s playing at a slightly different game. There’s a little voice inside me saying something isn’t right, but it’s buried underneath the conversation of the night. EVERYTHING’S ALRIGHT! Everything’s on fire! Everybody wants a little more, nobody knows what for. EVERYTHING’S ALRIGHT! Take me even higher! We’re all falling into place with a smile upon our face. Funny thing about a good night out. You spend all evening trying to find yourself. Then you wake up in the morning and find you’ve left yourself somewhere else.