Lyrics

[Intro] A race of man that won't fit in A race of man that can't stand still So they break the hearts of kif and kin And roam the world at will They range the fields, they rule the flood They climb the mountain's crest Cos their's is the curse of the gypsy blood They don't know how to rest If they just went straight, they might go far They're strong, they're brave and true But they're always tired of the things that are And they want the strange and new They say: "Couldn't find my propеr groove What a deep mark I'd make" So they chop and changе but each fresh move Is only a fresh mistake And each forget that he strips and runs With a brilliant fitful pace It's the steady quiet plotting ones That win in the lifelong race And each forgets that his youth is fled Forgets that his pride is past Till he stands one day with a hope that's dead And a glare of the truth at last He has failed, he has failed, he has missed his chance He has just done things by half Life's done a jolly good joke on him And now is the time to laugh Ha ha ha ha He is one of the legion lost He was never meant to win He's a rolling stone, had his bread and his bone He's a man that won't fit in Huh! [Verse 1] Everybody in the neighbourhood Going crazy, like I knew they would It's the season when the music hits the street I can hear it on my radio On a d-train, everywhere I go I hear music and a pounding kick drum beat [Chorus 1] Come on everybody now, clap your hands Meet me in the middle of this barren land It's ten to one, we're gonna have some fun Tonight Come on everybody now, stomp your feet Beat em through the floor, beat a quick retreat It's an impossible groove, whenever we move This way [Verse 2] Everybody in the human race Has our problems and they're in your face Stands to reason that I got to find my groove People tell you that it can't be done That it's useless, it'd be too much fun I can't hear them every time I start to move [Chorus 2] Come on everybody if you're in the mood All you need is money and an attitude It's twelve to six, we're gonna get some kicks Tonight Come on if you really wanna lose your blues If you're still alive you must've paid your dues It's an impossible groove, whenever we move This way [Outro] It's an impossible groove, but we gotta move This way