Old Disco Video (MV)

Old disco, old disco
When I hear that music on the radio
I can see the smokey stage and the strobe
When the night was all fluro
Do the Melbourne shuffle
While ya hands move slow
And pack a pair of fake Oakleys
For the morning glow, please
That old disco

Old disco, old disco
Back when I was so boho
Walking down Brunswick Street today I don't know
Where did all my freaks go?
No bounds and no egos
Did our dreams unfold
Or was it fleeting snow?

Old disco, old disco
Where are the of people that I used to know
Their faces smile somewhere in an old photo
Flash before my eyes in slow-mo
And nostalgia's a hopeless show
(While the) door-stamp on my wrist
Just won't let go
Old disco

Old disco, old disco
From a million faces out pops Nicole
And every night a space mission Apollo
Yeah the magic wears off slow
We drifted twenty years ago
But today I saw a post
They said 'Didn't you know...'
Old Disco

Old disco, old disco
When I hear that music on the radio