[bad word] on, everybody, get on with your party
And don't let nobody say you're wrong
Okay, so you've lost control but they'll never steal your soul
No way that they're gonna spoil your fun

Greedy men in far off places
Don't be afraid to show your faces
We know what you've done is wrong
But clap your hands, and sing along now

Don't even bother, to let us know
When you flick the switch and stop the show
Because the party has begun
And we'll still be dancing, [bad word] now
 [bad word] on, everybody, get on with your party
And don't let nobody say you're wrong
Okay, so you've lost control but they'll never steal your soul
No way that they're gonna spoil your fun

Oh no, don't think that I'm not scared
Oh no, don't think that I'm prepared
I just take each day as [bad word] 
Because it may, it may, it may be the last one

I know they don't care about me
I ain't got no money, ain't a V.I.P.
And I know they don't care about you
You may as well enjoy your life like I do
 [bad word] on, everybody, get on with your party
And don't let nobody say you're wrong
Okay, so you've lost control but they'll never steal your soul
No way that they're gonna spoil your fun
 [bad word] on, everybody, get on with your party
And don't let nobody say you're wrong
Okay, so you've lost control but they'll never steal your soul
No way that they're gonna spoil your fun, fun
 [bad word] on, everybody, get on with your party
And don't let nobody say you're wrong
Okay, so you've lost control but they'll never steal your soul
No way that they're gonna spoil your fun