Fabiano Fab Mornatta - Fuck the Poets, Suit Up and Dance Lyrics

F*ck November and its rain
Ain't no romance in the pain
Baby, fate or circumstance
F*ck the poets, suit up and dance

F*ck the sunset dying light
Hearts and memories burning bright
Silence falling on this land
F*ck the poets, suit up and dance

Find your spot on top of the hill
Empty nights and music to fill
Turn it up and raise your hands
F*ck the words now shut up and dance

F*ck the place where flowers went
Hope they will be back at last
Now's the time for this new band
F*ck the poets, suit up and dance

Find your spot on top of the hill
Empty nights and music to fill
Turn it up and clap your hands
F*ck the words now shut up and dance
Shut up and dance
Suit up and dance