Текст песни Prince — Dance On
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?
Dance on, dance on
Dance on, dance on
Little Talk Johnny blew the big score
The gang nailed his feet to a wooden floor
Nuclear ban never stays in tune
They all know the words but the music is doomed
Everybody, dance on, dance on, ooh
Dance on, dance on
Pick it up
Dance on, dance on
Dance on, dance on
Dance on, dance on
A bass guitar in spider webs, longing for the funk
Uzi gun takes his place in a wagon trunk
Stealin' ladies purses, then settin' them aflame
M & M killers playin' Mickey Mouse games
Lord, have mercy
Dance on, dance on, dance on
Dance on, dance on, dance on
It's time for new education, the former rules don't apply
We need a power structure that breeds production
Instead of jacks who vandalize
Detroit, what's happenin'?
What color is your money today?
What color is your money today?
What color is your money today?
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