Testi musica canzoni

At the music heist, I met the gourmet manWith aluminum lungs sucks out all he canHe sees the whole world go flip, in a stunt bug styleCos he's a parasite with a cellulite pileWell he can smile cause this is the musicMovin' on, we're movin' onHey, this is the musicMovin' on, we're movin' onSticky eyes and sticky bonesYou get no time on your ownYou get a dose and a ghostYou get it coast to coastNow you dye your hair blackGet Satan tattooed on your backYou pierce yourself with a Coke canAnd rub yourself with fake tanNow you're in the bandCause this is the musicMovin' on, we're movin' onHey, this is the musicMovin' on, we're movin' onNo matter how low there's always further to goWhen you're movin' on, you're movin' onNo matter how low there's always somewhere to goMovin on, we're movin' on, won't be long before we're goneHey, this is the musicMovin' on, we're movin' onYeah, this is the musicMovin' on, we're movin' onNo matter how low there's always further to goMovin' on, you're movin' onNo matter how low there's always somewhere to goMovin' on, you're movin' onmore