Grenade launcher roars in a television sky Tell me how many young brothers must die
Dance on, dance on Dance on, dance on
Little talk johnny blew the big score The gang nailed his feet 2 a wooden floor Nuclear ban never stays in tune They all know the words but the music is doomed
Everybody Dance on, dance on Dance on, dance on Pick it up Dance on, dance on
Dance on, dance on Dance on, dance on
A bass guitar in spider webs, longing 4 the funk Uzi gun takes his place in a wagon trunk (get off me, punk, u ain't sexy) Stealin' ladies purses then settin' them a'flame M&m killers playin' mickey mouse games
Lord have mercy Dance on, dance on (dance on) Dance on, dance on (dance on)
It's time 4 new education The former rules don't apply We need a power structure that breeds production Instead of jacks who vandalize Detroit - what's happenin'?
What color is your money today? {{this is sung in a round}} Get your money straight Everybody dance on
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