Lyrics:

Course of motions - It is imaginary
Hard but simple - It is exhilarately
You will pick up - Yes you will pick your own joys
This is not the - No this is not the disco-noise

Course of motions - It is imaginary
Hard but simple - It is exhilarately
You will pick up - Yes you will pick your own joys
This is not the - No this is not the disco-noise

No, this is not the disco-noise!
You wanted me to be pop-proved!
Now I want you to be pzycho pop-grooved!

Now you're standing out there
Mindless talking by a glass of wine
But you want yourself to glare
And I just can make you look so fine
You just have to move it
Just emotively until you're done
And you feel the moment
You just feel like you're the only one

You wanted me to be pop-proved
Now I want you to be pzycho-pop-grooved
Feel it everywhere - Nothing else is to bring
Just emotively - Do the pzycho-groove

Pzycho pop-grooved...
Pzycho pop-grooved...

Course of motions - It is imaginary
Hard but simple - It is exhilarately
You will pick up - Yes you will pick your own joys
This is not the - No this is not the disco-noise

You just have to move it
Just emotively until you're done
And you feel the moment
You just feel like you're the only one

You wanted me to be pop-proved
Now I want you to be pzycho-pop-grooved
Feel it everywhere - Nothing else is to bring
Just emotively - Do the pzycho-groove

Pzycho pop-grooved...
Pzycho pop-grooved...

Pzycho pop-grooved...
Pzycho pop-grooved...

I want you...
I want you...
I want you...
I want you...
I want you to be pzycho pop-grooved! (pzycho pop-grooved)