The Beat Goes On

Clap your hands, make a scene
Wander the streets, get real mean
Grab your gun, the march goes on
All sailors and lovers, come along
(On and on and on and on and on and on and on)
(Yeah the beat goes on)
Well, shake your booty, don't wear underwear
If you take drugs, we don't care
Forget your past, the march goes
All poets and prophets, come along
(On and on and on and on and on and on and on)
(Yeah the beat goes on)
(We're going over edges, we're going over lines)
We're going mad, man we're losing our minds
Throw our religion, throw out the schools
Throw out the Congress, throw out the rules
Dump your planks, the march goes on
On and on, the beat goes on
(On and on and on and on and on and on and on)
(Yeah the beat goes on)
We're going over edges
Put down the screens, turn up the sound
Tonight we drink, fall to the ground
Don't try to stop us, the march goes on
Viva to you, Viva La Revolution
(On and on and on and on and on and on and on)
(Yeah the beat goes on)
Where it ends, nobody goes
When it stops, nobody ever knows
Hey Hey Hey, Heidi Heidi Ho
La-di-la-di la, la-di-la-di-go
(On and on and on and on and on and on and on)
(Yeah the beat goes on)
Where it ends, nobody knows
When it stops, nobody ever knows
Yeah the beat goes on, (the beat goes)
Yeah the beat goes on, (the beat goes)
On and on and on and on and on and on and on (the beat goes on)
On and on and on and on wow (the beat goes on)
On and on and on, no, no, no, (the beat goes on)
On and on, and no (the beat goes on)



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Ryan Craddock
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