Lyrics

[Verse 1] Oh, pick it up! There's a bass guitar in this Grenade launcher roars in a television sky Tell me how many young brothers must die [Chorus] Dance on, dance on Dance on, dance on [Verse 2] Little-Talk Johnny blew the big score The gang nailed his feet to a wooden floor Nuclear Ben never stays in tune They all know the words but the music is doomed [Chorus] Everybody, dance on, dance on Dance on, dance on Pick it up! Dance on, dance on Dance on, dance on Dance on, dance on Dance on, dance on [Verse 3] A bass guitar in spider webs longing for the funk Uzi gun takes his place in a wagon trunk (Get off me, punk, you ain't sexy!) Stealing ladies' purses then setting them aflame M&M killers playing Mickey Mouse games (Oh, have mercy) [Bridge] Dance on, dance on (Dance on!) Dance on, dance on (Dance on!) [Verse 4] It's time for new education Former rules don't apply We need a power structure that breeds production Instead of jacks who vandalize Detroit, what's happening? [Outro] What color is your money today? (Get your money straight) Get your money straight Everybody dance on