Who´s gonna teach you how to dance?
Who´s gonna show you how to fly?
Who´s gonna call you on the lame-dope-smoking,
Slackin´ little sucker you are?
Who´s gonna get you from behind?
Who´s gonna ring your little bell?
Who´s gonna con you into buying a television set revolution they sell?
When are you gonna blow the game?
When are you gonna blow the screen?
When will you tell them that the crap doesn´t last
And you found a way to make your own dreams
The crap doesn´t last and you found a way to make yourself scream
Well I died a million times
And I picked my culture well
And I built myself a gate
They can all now go to hell
I´m never gonna work another day in my life
The gods told me to relax
They said I´m gonna be fixed up right
I´m never gonna work another day in my life
I´m way too busy powertripping
But I´m gonna shed you some light
Get down!
Who´s gonna teach you how to dance?
Who´s gonna show you how to fly?
When you get tired of the crap baby move over here and maybe buy some of mine
I´m never gonna work another day in my life
The gods told me to relax
They said I´m gonna be fixed up right
I´m never gonna work another day in my life
I´m way too busy powertripping
But I´m gonna shed you some light
I´m never gonna work another day in my life
The gods told me to relax
They said I´m gonna be fixed up right
I´m never gonna work another day in my life
I´m way too busy powertripping
But I´m gonna shed you some light