At the music heist
I met the gourmet man
With aluminum lungs
Sucks all we canSeek the whole world go flip
In a stunt bug style
With a cellulite pile
But he can smileThis is the music
And we're movin' on, movin' onWe're sticky eyes and sticky bones
You get no time on your own
You get a dose and get a ghost
You get it coast to coast
Dye your hair black
Get Satan tattooed on your back
Pierce yourself with a coke can
Put yourself in fake tan now you're in a bandCause this is the music
And we're movin' on, movin' on
Hey, this is the music
And we're movin' on, movin' on
No matter how low, there's always further to go
We're movin' on, movin' onWe're movin' on, it won't be long
We're movin' on, it won't be long
Songwriters
JAMES, STEVEN ALEXANDER / ROWNTREE, DAVID / ALBARN, DAMON / COXON, GRAHAMPublished by
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