God walks home through the local park
Meets the devil with a broken heart, he says
"I've been let down by the armies of darkness
Oh my whole life's a mess"
I'm holding on to something pure
All you gotta do is dance
Pick your feet up, all you gotta do is dance
Feel the beat love, all you've gotta do is dance
Now the devil thanks God and he's on his way
Skip in his stride, what a beautiful day
And then along comes a cracker with a gun in his hand
Beelzebub knows he's got to save this man
I'm holding on to something pure
All you gotta do is dance
Pick your feet up, all you gotta do is dance
Feel the beat love, all you've gotta do is dance
All you gotta do is dance
Pick your feet up, all you gotta do is dance
Feel the beat love, all you've gotta do is dance
The trees became a multitude of angels
Singing out like a gospel choir (signin', signin')
And the benches in the park rose up to become their chariots of fire (fire, fire)
They rose up, they rose up
To become their chariots of fire (fire, fire)
(And the manger's at the front row, so)
(And they dance with God and they all sing)
All you gotta do is dance
Pick your feet up, all you gotta do is dance
Feel the beat love, all you've gotta do is dance
All you gotta do is dance
Pick your feet up, all you gotta do is dance
Feel the beat love, all you've gotta do is dance
All you gotta do is dance
Pick your feet up, all you gotta do is dance
Feel the beat love, all you've gotta do is dance