Gangsters of the Groove
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Gangsters of the Groove 歌詞
Were the gangsters of the groove
Got a contact out on you
Were the syndicate of soul
Gonna take control
Check out the stiff that sits in the corner
Dont you know that could be you
Jump on the riff, were givin the orders
Watchin everything you do
Dont try to squeal
Well be gunnin you down
Got the deal, spread the message around
That the mob is hitting town tonight
Were the gangsters of the groove
Got a contact out on you
(There aint a chance that youll survive)
Were the syndicate of soul
Gonna take control
(Youve got to join the winning side)
Were the bandits of the beat
(Yeah)
Gonna dance you off your feet
(There aint a word that you can say)
Better do just what youre told
Let the good times roll
(Come on and join us all today)
Dont try to hide, there aint no protection
Even from the FBI
Dont call the cops, just follow directions
If you wanna stay alive
Dress up to kill
(Lay your life on the line)
For the thrill
(Be a partner in crime)
Of the wildest sound thats goin down
Were the gangsters of the groove
Got a contact out on you
(Theres no excuses left to use)
Were the syndicate of soul
Gonna take control
(Were tired of livin in the blue, yeah)
Were the bandits of the beat
Gonna dance you off your feet
(There aint a word that you can say)
Better do just what youre told
Let the good times roll
(Youve got to try us out today)
Stand and fire up the nation
With a brand new point of view
Got to fight the depression
Let the world know what the family could do
Here tonight, baby, ooh, hoo
Gangsters of the groove
Were comin after you
Gangsters of the groove
Were comin after you
Were the gangsters of the groove
Got a contact out on you
(Theres no excuses left in you)
Were the syndicate of soul
Gonna take control
(Were tired of livin in the blue)
Were the bandits of the beat
Gonna dance you off your feet
(Wanna dance, I wanna dance, I wanna dance you off, dance you off)
Better do just what youre told
Let the good times roll
Were the gangsters of the groove
Got a contact out on you
(There aint excuse that you can use)
Were the syndicate of soul
Gonna take control
Were the bandits of the beat
Gonna dance you off your feet