Just a steel town girl on a saturday night, looking for the fight of her life.
In the real-time world no one sees her at all, they all say she's crazy.
Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart.
Changing woman into life.
She has danced into the danger zone.
When a dancer becomes a dance.
It can cut you like a knife.
If the gift becomes the fire.
On a wire between will and what will be.
She's a maniac, maniac on the floor.
And she's dancing like she's never danced before.
She's a maniac, maniac on the floor.
And she's dancing like she's never danced before.
On the ice-build iron sanity is a place most never see.
It's a hard warm place of mystery.
Touch it, but can't hold it.
You work all your life for that moment in time.
It could come or pass you by.
It's a push of the world, but there's always a chance.
If the hunger stays the night.
There's a cold connective heat.
Struggling, stretching for defeat.
Never stopping with her.
Head against the wind.
She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know.
And she's dancing like she's never danced before.
She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know.
And she's dancing like she's never danced before.
It can cut you like a knife.
If the gift becomes the fire.
On a wire between will and what will be.
She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know.
And she's dancing like she's never danced before.
She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know.
And she's dancing like she's never danced before.
She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know.
And she's dancing like she's never danced before.
She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know.
And she's dancing like she's never danced before.