Hey, Mr. DJ, put a record on, I wanna dance with my baby
And when the music starts, I never wanna stop, you know it drives me crazy
Music makes the people come together
Music makes the bourgeoisie unravel
Music
Don't think of yesterday and I don't look at the clock, I like to both be walking
It's like riding on the wind and it never goes away, watches everything I'm in, got to have it every day
Music makes the people come together, yeah
Music makes the bourgeoisie unravel, yeah
Music makes the people come together
Music makes the people come together
Music makes the people come together
Music makes the bourgeoisie unravel, yeah
Music
Music
Music makes the people come together
Music makes the bourgeoisie unravel
Music
Music
