MOVIN' ON

At the music heist
I met the gourmet man
With aluminum lungs
Sucks all he can

See's the whole world go flip
In a stunt bug style
'Cause he's a parasite
With a cellulite pile
But he can smile

This is the music
And we're movin' on, we're movin' on

We're sticky eyes and sticky bones
You get no time on your own
You get a dose and a ghost
You get it coast to coast
Dye your hair black
Get Satan tattooed on your back
Pierce yourself with a coke can
Rub yourself in fake tan now you're in a band

'Cause this is the music
And wer're movin' on, we're movin' on
Hey this is the music
And we're movin' on, we're movin' on
No matter how low, there's always further to go
We're movin on, we're movin on

We're movin on, it won't be long
We're movin on, it won't be long

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