We dance in a basement, our very own encasement, the place where we can be.
We prance around the room, screaming words that don't make sense, but still do at our expense.
We are a movement, a revolution, and even an era, of kids who don't fit in.
Yet, in our own way, we are freaks of the night, and socialites of the day.
The Bright Young Things, or Bright Young People, was a nickname given by the press to a group of bohemian young aristocrats and socialites in 1920s London.