Techno fan – The Wombats

East Londons not a bomb site, it is a treasure chest
We use our penguin costumes, more than our evening dress

She said I should come over, though the musics not my type
Dont you know Id chop a limb off, just to have a good time

Shut up and move with me, move with me, or, or get out of my face
I didnt queue for an hour to leave straight away

Shut up and stay with me stay with me, or, or let go of my hands
The lasers fill our minds with empty plans
I never knew I was a techno fan

(woaaw wah wah oo, woaaw ooeeoo)

(woaaw wah wah oo, woaaw wah wah oo)

This is not a weird weekend, its an angry wormhole
Im talking like a city boy, and drinking with a northern soul

She said I should come over, though its carnage at times
It still seems Id chop a limb off, before I put up a fight

Shut up and move with me, move with me, or, or get out of my face
I didnt queue for an hour, to leave straight away

Shut up and stay with me, stay with me, or, or let go of my hands
The lasers fill our minds with empty plans
I never knew I was a techno

We are the 1980s
We are the Detroit lights
And I never wanna I never wanna see this stop
Im in debt to you, but dont feed me plant food

So shut up and move with me, move with me, or, or get out of my face
I didnt spend 20 sheets, to not cut a shape

Shut up and stay with me, stay with me, or, or let go of my hand
The lasers fill our minds with empty plans

I never knew I was a techno fan

(woaaw wah wah oo, woaaw ooeeoo)

I never knew I was a techno fan

(woaaw wah wah oo, woaaw wah wah oo)
I never knew I was a techno fan