At the music heist
I met the gourmet man
With aluminum lungs
Sucks out all he can
He sees the whole world go flip
In a stunt bug style
Cos hes a parasite
With a cellulite pile
Well he can smile
Cos this is the music
Movin on, were movin on
Hey, this is the music
Movin on, were movin on
Sticky eyes and sticky bones
You get no time on your own
You get a dose and a ghost
You get it coast to coast
Now you dye your hair black
Get satan tattooed on your back
You pierce yourself with a coke can
And rub yourself with fake tan
Now youre in the band
Cos this is the music
Movin on, were movin on
Hey, this is the music
Movin on, were movin on
No matter how low
Theres always further to go
When youre movin on, youre movin on
No matter how low
Theres always somewhere to go
Movin on, were movin on
Wont be long before were gone
Hey, this is the music
Movin on, were movin on
Yeah, this is the music
Movin on, were movin on
No matter how low
Theres always further to go
Movin on, youre movin on
No matter how low
Theres always further to go