Lyrics:

spoken:

DJ Crash Crash:
Good morning, midnight. This is DJ Crash Crash, your favorite robotic, hypnotic, psychotic DJ, here bringing you the jam. Caller you're on the air.

PowerUp Sista #1:
Whats up, y'all? I just want to say power up to the Droid Rebel Alliance and the Get Free crew.

DJ Crash Crash:
Yes, yes, sister. Power up, power up.

PowerUp Sista #1:
Also I wanna say, The Droid Control can kiss the rust of the left and right cheek of my black metal ass. We goin' straight to the club tonight and break some rules in honor of Cindi!

DJ Crash Crash:
To the club? I love that, I love that! Which rule you gonna break?

PowerUp Sista #1:
We're gonna break all of them. We gonna to start at the top, and we gonna work our way down.

DJ Crash Crash:
Woo! Can I come with you tho? I wanna work my way down with you. Caller, youre on the air.

Ninjaback Leroy:
Yeah! They call me Ninjaback Leroy, otherwise known as Bop Bop Bop Say What!

DJ Crash Crash:
Alright, say what?

Ninjaback Leroy:
And I just want to say, Im sick and tired of all these folks messing with us droids, kicking us all up in the head, wondering why we don't think straight. Messing with Cindi, got this shit crazy. Thats why we going down to Dark Park tonight, and we're gonna hit somebody in the head! And we're gonna--

DJ Crash Crash:
Woah, woah, woah! Now thats that ignorant rusty-dusty nano-thinking nonsense I been warning y'all about. Please stay away from fools like that. Love not war. We are tired of the fires. Quiet, no riots. We are jamming, dancing, and loving. Don't throw no rock, don't break no glass; just shake your ass.

Ooh, just shock it shake it baby with the Electric Lady here at 105.5 WDRD.