The Wrath of Marcie

It's a fiasco at your back door once again
Run up at you, hot foot it, catch me if you can
Then hop to it, step to it, jiggity jump
A bigger bang coming at you with a boogity bump
Clap clap your hands high, no need to be shy
Shimmy down show off, got it in you to be fly
Flip to it, skip to it, taking a twist
Hear the sound coming round, see what you nearly missed

We could look away like nothing is gonna happen
Cities have forgotten us in the traffic
So we buy some time for stopping the holding pattern
You're not there till you're down with the demographic

In the confusion a revolution can be found
Take a second look look, follow through the crowd
Now rock with me, bop with me, keep up the show
Hear the vroom vroom, take me right where you wanna go
Stop, stop the delay, everything's okay
Turn the heat up 'cause it could be your last day

Look alive!
Look alive!

'Cause of the chaos you wanna blame us, it wasn't me see
Prove it if you wanna wanna, bet you can't catch me
I'm hiding, you seeking, I dippity duck
No running to another 'cause you stickity stuck
Make make the floor shine, step, step in time
Knees up shuffle bring the noise with each rhyme
Ride for it glide for it, keeping it fresh
Bring it on, nothing to it, when you're playing your best

We could look away like nothing is gonna happen
Cities have forgotten us in the traffic
So we buy some time for stopping the holding pattern
You're not there till you're down with the demographic

It's a fiasco at your back door once again
Take a second look look, follow through the crowd
Now rock with me, bop with me, keep up the show
Hear the vroom vroom, take me right where you wanna go
Stop, stop the delay, everything's okay
Turn the heat up 'cause it could be your last day

Look alive!
Look alive!



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Parton, Nkechi Ka Egenamba, Hubbard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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