Lyrics:

Well the way I see it doesn't really matter
'Cause it don't make no sense to all those mad Manhatters
But I do believe that there must come a moment
When even the piggiest pig must get on up and move it

I got this friend named Neil, swears Nixon had a soul
But what I'd like to know is can Giuli' do the stroll?
People always ask me, 'what's so fucking great about dancing?'
How the fuck should I know?
Yeah, even I can barely understand it

But when the music takes over, the music takes control
Here's a message to you Rudy and you sir, Mr. Bloomberg and the rest of you ties-too-tight dudes
Y'all could learn a lesson, by losing inhibitions, yeah
Losing yourself in the music, losing yourself in the moment

Because we have nothing more than this very second
You can't count on the one coming after, no one's sure about the one before
So forget about it, we live here and now dude, here and now, here and now, here and now
So get on down down down down down down down down down down down down down down

NYC is where the freaks come to be free and if I can't get my freak on, see
I'ma hang up Giuliani, he can sic his lackeys on me
But you can't stop a new age dawning
So if you got hips then shake them

And if you got fears, forsake them
Giuliani's got his rules but we ain't no fools, let's break them
Let's break them, let's break them down
And on the way we'll make them say

Everybody cut, everybody cut, everybody cut, footloose