[Intro]
Hey!
Yeah, ole
Yeah, ole
What's going on sir?
What's going on sir?
Yeah, ole
What's going on sir?
What's going on sir?
What's going on sir?
[Chorus]
We're no Victorians, we are part of a brand new age
(Yeah ole)
We live victorious, oh honey I'm feeling great
(Na na na na)
See the war's behind us
(Na na na na)
We don't want that shit
(Na na na na)
So please don't remind us, oh honey I'm feeling rich
What you saying now
Express your surrealism
(Woof)
It works best if you feel different
(Yeah)
We don't jest this is real living
And our livin' gone rid us of limits so
(Bring it)
They call these years crazy
(Wow)
It's all love here lately
(Dance)
I wanna dance with that flapper named Stacy
Her daddy might hate me
But we should make babies
(It's fun)
Do the Charleston
(Break away)
She's had people on her arms since she
(Came to play)
And we all wanna charm her with
(Material ways)
Are we lost? Should our generation
(Take the blame)
It's just fun and we're going to die when we're
(40)
Right now we're driven wild by the
(Talkies)
Still unlikely to cause grief
(Right on the 4th beat)
Can you come and jive on the floor please
Hey!
Yeah, ole
Yeah, ole
What's going on sir?
What's going on sir?
Yeah, ole
What's going on sir?
What's going on sir?
What's going on sir?
[Chorus]
We're no Victorians, we are part of a brand new age
(Yeah ole)
We live victorious, oh honey I'm feeling great
(Na na na na)
See the war's behind us
(Na na na na)
We don't want that shit
(Na na na na)
So please don't remind us, oh honey I'm feeling rich
What you saying now
Express your surrealism
(Woof)
It works best if you feel different
(Yeah)
We don't jest this is real living
And our livin' gone rid us of limits so
(Bring it)
They call these years crazy
(Wow)
It's all love here lately
(Dance)
I wanna dance with that flapper named Stacy
Her daddy might hate me
But we should make babies
(It's fun)
Do the Charleston
(Break away)
She's had people on her arms since she
(Came to play)
And we all wanna charm her with
(Material ways)
Are we lost? Should our generation
(Take the blame)
It's just fun and we're going to die when we're
(40)
Right now we're driven wild by the
(Talkies)
Still unlikely to cause grief
(Right on the 4th beat)
Can you come and jive on the floor please
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