Lyrics:

Oh, there's a Goth in the disco
Yeah, there's a Goth in the disco
Oh, there's a Goth in the disco
Yeah, there's a Goth in the disco

Pale face, black vest, steady watching

She's got a cure for this emptiness
Melting vinyl, burning hair
Suicidal in the disco, yeah

She hates all the music, can't stand the lights
But there's nothing else to do on a Saturday night
And she doesn't like the people, can't stand to dance
So they're all going home in an ambulance
(Woop, woop)

All going
Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco
All going
Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco

Empty bottle, dirty rag, can of petrol
She's got a cocktail for these fucking slags

Melting vinyl, burning hair
Suicidal in the disco, yeah

She hates all the music, can't stand the lights
But there's nothing else to do on a Saturday night
/>And she doesn't like the people, can't stand to dance
So they're all going home in an ambulance
(Woop, woop)

Oh, there's a Goth in the disco
Yeah, there's a Goth in the disco
Oh, there's a Goth in the disco
Yeah, there's a Goth in the disco

All going
Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco

All going
Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco

She hates all the music, can't stand the lights
But there's nothing else to do on a Saturday night
And she doesn't like the people, can't stand to dance
So they're all going home in an ambulance
(Woop, woop)

All going
Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco
All going
Can't stand Saturday night, can't stand disco

Can't stand disco