Disco Hijacking

03:06 min – written by Amir Sufi. Arranged and produced by Martin Bartscher.
All instruments by Martin Bartscher. Background vocals and cover art by Mayolove.

I spent the evening with the ladies of a danceclub called “The 80s”. We’ve been dancing, moving, shaking until dawn had overtaken. The night fever stopped the burning as the records stopped the turning. All about to go back home if it had not been for the yearning of a man in a silver suit that noone has ever seen. He raised a gun and said „They call me dance machine!

Hey, Mister DJ! There ain’t nowhere you’re going to! Call it disco hijacking! Mister DJ! Don’t you dare to give me the blues! Now get down everybody again!“

What a fuss and trepidation but despite the agitation I admit his dancing skills did defend his reputation. After hours of jamming on it he said „Thanks, great entertainment!“ Would have finally seen it through if it had not been for the lady in a bright and shiny skirt that noone has ever seen. She raised a gun and said „They call me dancing queen!

Hey, Mister DJ! There ain’t nowhere you’re going to! Call it disco hijacking! Mister DJ! Don’t you dare to give me the blues! Now get down everybody again!“

And when she was finally gone and the lights went on. No more music playing. Mister DJ was so relieved but the minute he was about to leave all people turned to him and said „There ain’t nowhere you’re going to! Call it disco hijacking!“