Dance On Prince

[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)