a short site about The Divine Comedy

French version

At The Indie Disco

Promo video (3:19)

We go down to the indie disco every Thursday night,
Dance to our favourite indie hits until the morning light.

At the indie disco, At the indie disco,
The indie disco, The indie disco,
At the indie disco, yeah. At the indie disco, yeah.
Ah !

We’ve got a table in the corner that is always ours,
Under the poster of Morrissey with a bunch of flowers.
We drink and talk ’bout stupid stuff,
Then hit the floor for ‘Tainted Love’.
You know I just can’t get enough

Of the indie disco, Of the indie disco,
The indie disco, The indie disco,
At the indie disco, yeah. At the indie disco, yeah.
Ah !

Give us some Pixies and some Roses and some Valentines Roses & some Valentines
Well we’re in heaven
Give us some Blur and some Cure and some Wannadies Wannadies
We’ll dance forever
And now we’re moving to the beat
And staring at each other’s feet.
I wonder if she fancies me, yeah.

At the indie disco, At the indie disco,
The indie disco, The indie disco,
At the indie disco, yeah. At the indie disco, yeah.

And when it’s over and I’m freezing on the night bus home,
I think of her and I sing the words to my favourite song, oh yeah.
She makes my heart beat the same way She makes my heart beat the same way
As at the start of ‘Blue Monday’, As at the start of ‘Blue Monday’,
Always the last song that they play. Always the last song that they play.

At the indie disco, At the indie disco,
The indie disco, The indie disco,
At the indie disco, At the indie disco,
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah,
Yeah-yeah, yeah, ah-ha. Yeah-yeah, yeah, ah-ha.

At the indie disco, At the indie disco,
The indie disco, The indie disco,
At the indie disco, yeah. At the indie disco, yeah.