Lyrics:

When the rhythm calls the government falls, here come the cops
From Tokyo to Soweto viva la musica pop
We are black and white and we dance all night down at the hop
And the letters were tall on the Berlin Wall viva la musica pop
So if you're feeling low stuck in some bardo
I, even I know the solution
Love, music, wine and revolution
Love, love
Love music, wine and revolution
This too shall pass so raise your glass to change and chance
And freedom is the only law shall we dance...