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Rock Steady Beat

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 11.09.2012

there's too much confusion
that's the big headline
too much is illusion
'cause it's 1999
there's too much pollution
that's a sign of the times
too much of intrusion
dance and you'll be fine

to the rock steady, rock steady beat
to the rock steady, rock steady beat

too much information
always on deadline
too much conspiration
'cause it's 1999
too much isolation
baby don't resign
the only medication's
dance and you'll be fine

to the rock steady, rock steady beat
to the rock steady, rock steady beat

so you want to be a rock'n roll star
you better get up and learn to play a guitar
so you want to be a rock'n roll star
you better get up and remember who you are

dying institutions
rise of violent crime
credit to the nation
man it's 1999
you want revolution
for a nickel and a dime
the answer is frustration
but dance and you'll be fine

to the rock steady, rock steady beat
to the rock steady, rock steady beat

so you want to be a rock'n roll star
you better get up and learn to play a guitar
so you want to be a rock'n roll star
you better get up and remember who you are


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