Screwed on the chemical floors of the dance world
Now you see why I'll always be a dancer
Plucked by the transcendental brats to the trance world
But desertscapes on the face of a girl were not the answer
And we are not the answer
We are not the answer
No, we are not the answer

No, don't worry, my dear, nothing's been sold
It's just a golden bridge I'm burning whose fire is the real gold
No, don't worry, my dear, nothing's been sold
It's just a golden bridge I'm burning whose fire is the real goal
Fire is the real goal

So, there'll be moonlight over Michelle tonight
And another West Coast morning
Fuck it, I'm warning
You can look, you can touch but, no, not that much
What's one more police action when I'm cancelling the truce again?

So, there'll be moonlight over Michelle tonight
And another West Coast morning
Fuck it, I'm warning
You can look, you can touch but, no, not that much
What's one more police action when I'm cancelling the truce again?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song "The Very Modern Dance" by Destroyer speaks about the struggles of a dancer in the Dance World. The opening line shows the dancer feeling trapped within the "chemical floors" of the Dance World. This line most likely refers to the drugs and alcohol prevalent in the world of dancing which the dancer feels is holding him/her down. Despite this, the dancer still sees himself/herself as a dancer, and this is where his/her heart lies.

The next few lines speak about the dancer being picked up by the "transcendental brats" to the Trance World, but the promised desert scapes on the face of the girl were not the answers. This line can be interpreted in many ways, but it most likely refers to the dancer being pulled into the world of trance music where he/she thought he/she would find freedom, only to realize that it's not the answer. The repeated line "We are not the answer" suggests that the dancer has found out that dancing or music is not a solution to life's problems.

In the last few lines, the singer speaks about burning a "golden bridge" that is not real gold. This line is a metaphor for letting go of something that seems valuable but is not. The chorus lines "No, don't worry my dear, nothing's been sold" and "Fire is the real goal" reinforce this idea of not selling out and pursuing what is truly valuable. The song concludes with a warning about the consequences of recurring police actions, highlighting the ongoing struggle of the dancer in the Dance World.

Line by Line Meaning

Screwed on the chemical floors of the Dance World, now you see why I'll Always be a dancer.
Having been caught up in the addictive and destructive lifestyle of the dance world, I now realize that dancing is my true passion and will always be a part of who I am.

Plucked by the transcendental brats to the Trance World, but desertscapes on The face of a girl were not the answerâ?¦
I was enticed by the trendy and spiritual aspects of the trance world, but soon realized that it didn't provide the answers or fulfillment I was looking for.

And we are not the answer.
Despite our hopes and desires, we are not the solution or resolution to life's big questions or problems.

We are not the answer.
Reiterating that we cannot be the ultimate solution or answer to everything.

No, we are not the answer.
Affirming again that we are not the answer or solution to the complexities of life.

No, don't worry my dear, nothing's been sold. It's just a golden bridge I'm burning whose fire is the real gold.
Assuring you that I haven't sold out or compromised my integrity, but rather I'm leaving behind something valuable in order to pursue what is truly important to me.

No, don't worry my dear, nothing's been sold. It's just a golden bridge I'm burning whose fire is the real goal, Fire is the real goalâ?¦
Repeating the message that I haven't betrayed or sold out, but rather I'm sacrificing something valuable in pursuit of my true passion and goal.

So, there'll be moonlight over Michelle tonight, and another west coast Morning. Fuck it, I'm warning you can look you can touch but, no, not that Much.
Painting a picture of a romantic and carefree night, while warning that there are still limits and boundaries that should not be crossed.

What's one more police action when I'm cancelling the truce again!?!
Dismissing concerns over potential consequences or conflicts, implying that the pursuit of my passion is worth the risks or sacrifices involved.

Lyrics © SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB., Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN)
Written by: Daniel Bejar, Jason Zumpano, John Edward Collins, Scott Morgan, Stephen Michael Wood

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