[Intro – auxiliary percussion, cowbell percussion, clattering beat, funky riff stumbles in, guitarist shouts, British accent ] “Tap it, lads!” More cowbell [cowbell] [Verse 1 – cowbell swagger but off-kilter] Boots of leather on a burning floor, Every step’s louder than the night before. Sweat is dripping in electric light, We’re dancing heavy till the morning bite. [Chorus – cowbell drums, gang vocals, slightly out of tune] Tap Dancing! (Shake the ground!) Tap Dancing! (Turn it loud!) The rhythm’s dirty, the groove’s insane, It’s metal moving through the vein. [Verse 2 – awkward sexy swagger] She taps my heart with a heel of fire, Moves so twisted they spark desire. Shadows bending on a stage of steel, Every stomp’s a wound that will never heal. [Chorus – drummer overplays, guitar squeals too long] Tap Dancing! (Shake the ground!) Tap Dancing! (Turn it loud!) It’s funky thunder, it’s heavy lust, A floor of rhythm, a floor of dust. [Bridge – whispered, then screamed] Step by step, closer still, Hear the sound, feel the thrill. Boots collide, sparks ignite, Dance of darkness, dance of night. [Solo – guitarist tries to “tap” with his strings, rhythm section falls apart] [Final Chorus – band yelling over each other, too much reverb] Tap Dancing! (Feel the beat!) Tap Dancing! (Burn your feet!) It’s heavy, it’s nasty, it’s wild, it’s wrong, Tap it forever — the dance is long! [Outro – feedback squeals, drummer keeps hammering while someone yells ] (“that’s the one!”)
