Lyrics:

Well this music
And you can chose it
It's just a matter of taste you say
But don't abuse it
Or institute it
This could be another craze of the day

A twelve bar blues it
Or disco music
It doesn't matter 'cos it's all the same
A symphony
Just lend an ear
A simple tune sure sticks in the brain

Hey hey boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey hey boys
Don't you think it's my turn that's right
Hey hey boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey hey boys
Don't you think it's my turn that's right

A twenty-four track
No mono flash back
Just got to get your down on tape
Computer remix
You got me transfixed
I sometimes feel
I've been audibly raped

The dancing people
They go 'beep beetle
You got me moving so I can't set down
The Watusi
Well maybe could be
The hottest thing to ever hit this town

Hey hey boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey hey boys
Don't you think it's my turn that's right
Hey hey boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey hey boys
Don't you think it's my turn that's right

Keep it simple
It's down to the beat
Another cliche
Just makes the song complete
Win or lose
It's on production line
Carbon copies
Singing same old rhymes

Hey boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey hey boys
Don't you think it's my turn that's right
Hey hey boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey hey boys
Don't you think it's my turn that's right
Hey hey boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey hey boys
Don't you think it's my turn that's right