Madness - The Prince Lyrics
Buster, he sold the heatWith a rocksteady beatAn earthquake is eruptingBut not in orange streetA ghost dance is preparingYou got to help us with your feetIf youre not in the mood to danceStep back, grab yourself a seatThis may not be uptown jamaicaBut we promise you a treatBuster bowl me over with your bogus danceShuffle me off my feetEven though Ill keep on runningIll never get to orange streetSo I set it up myself to sayFor the man who set the beatSo Ill leave it up to you out thereTo get him back on his feetBuster bowl me over with your bogus danceShuffle me off my feetEven though Ill keep on runninIll never get to orange streetBring back theWho is theWe want theBring back the prince