The sound of the weapon called a microphone
Bring the revolution on
Broadcasting till the early morn' and
Pirate radio rockin it on
Revolution on the dancefloor
Tell me what you're fightin for
Because this DJ gonna keep you alive
Forget about your troubles and your 9 to 5
With the rhythm of the funk
The pump the bump
People have you arrive
From the place you left, trying to forget
All the things you sweat
The jobs, the bills, the phone, the spills
Somebody hand you a hand full o' pills
So you hold em up, pop em down
Your heads like record going gonk a gonk
The beat keeps bumping pound for pound
And the whole wide world try to beat you down but
Sound System here's a warnin
Sound System turn it on and
Sound System microphone and
Babylon system soon come down
Sound System here's a warnin
Sound System turn it on
And Sound System microphone and
This system gonna rock this town
Drug dealers teachers preachers
Are all believers
Stock Brockers
Law enforcers
Late night cokers
Arms dealers, man stealers
Big wheelers, three piece stealers
Also politicians
Ha ha everybody's on a mission
Choose your poison, girls boys all make your choice and
Call the doctor, he aint never on a vacation
Gonna send medication knows you jonesin' disco addiction
Mainline? bass line
Show me what your working with
Show me what your workin with
Sound System here's a warnin
Sound System turn it on and
Sound System microphone and
Babylon system soon come down
All night long from the day your born
All night till the early morning
All night from your born
All night till the day your gone
All night from the day your born
All night to the early morning
All night from the day you're born
This system gonna rock this town
Bedroom putting on a uniform
Dialing the numbers on a xylophone
Starin at the mirror watching you transformin
Making sure they all know you alone
Rollin up a twenty gonna blow the horn
Late night ticket for the unicorn
Everybody looking for the same old porno
Could a DJ save or soul now?
Show me what your working with
Show me what your working with
Sound System here's a warnin
Sound System turn it on
And Sound System microphone and
Babylon system soon come down
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Spearhead Michael Franti Cherine Anderson and Michael Franti andamp; Spearhead - Soundsystem Lyrics
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The sound of the weapon called a microphone
Bring the revolution on
Broadcasting till the early morn' and
Pirate radio rockin it on
Revolution on the dancefloor
Tell me what you're fightin for
Because this DJ gonna keep you alive
Forget about your troubles and your 9 to 5
With the rhythm of the funk
The pump the bump
People have you arrive
From the place you left, trying to forget
All the things you sweat
The jobs, the bills, the phone, the spills
Somebody hand you a hand full o' pills
So you hold em up, pop em down
Your heads like record going gonk a gonk
The beat keeps bumping pound for pound
And the whole wide world try to beat you down but
Sound System here's a warnin
Sound System turn it on and
Sound System microphone and
Babylon system soon come down
Sound System here's a warnin
Sound System turn it on
And Sound System microphone and
This system gonna rock this town
Drug dealers teachers preachers
Are all believers
Stock Brockers
Law enforcers
Late night cokers
Arms dealers, man stealers
Big wheelers, three piece stealers
Also politicians
Ha ha everybody's on a mission
Choose your poison, girls boys all make your choice and
Call the doctor, he aint never on a vacation
Gonna send medication knows you jonesin' disco addiction
Mainline? bass line
Show me what your working with
Show me what your workin with
Sound System here's a warnin
Sound System turn it on and
Sound System microphone and
Babylon system soon come down
All night long from the day your born
All night till the early morning
All night from your born
All night till the day your gone
All night from the day your born
All night to the early morning
All night from the day you're born
This system gonna rock this town
Bedroom putting on a uniform
Dialing the numbers on a xylophone
Starin at the mirror watching you transformin
Making sure they all know you alone
Rollin up a twenty gonna blow the horn
Late night ticket for the unicorn
Everybody looking for the same old porno
Could a DJ save or soul now?
Show me what your working with
Show me what your working with
Sound System here's a warnin
Sound System turn it on
And Sound System microphone and
Babylon system soon come down
Bring the revolution on
Broadcasting till the early morn' and
Pirate radio rockin it on
Revolution on the dancefloor
Tell me what you're fightin for
Because this DJ gonna keep you alive
Forget about your troubles and your 9 to 5
With the rhythm of the funk
The pump the bump
People have you arrive
From the place you left, trying to forget
All the things you sweat
The jobs, the bills, the phone, the spills
Somebody hand you a hand full o' pills
So you hold em up, pop em down
Your heads like record going gonk a gonk
The beat keeps bumping pound for pound
And the whole wide world try to beat you down but
Sound System here's a warnin
Sound System turn it on and
Sound System microphone and
Babylon system soon come down
Sound System here's a warnin
Sound System turn it on
And Sound System microphone and
This system gonna rock this town
Drug dealers teachers preachers
Are all believers
Stock Brockers
Law enforcers
Late night cokers
Arms dealers, man stealers
Big wheelers, three piece stealers
Also politicians
Ha ha everybody's on a mission
Choose your poison, girls boys all make your choice and
Call the doctor, he aint never on a vacation
Gonna send medication knows you jonesin' disco addiction
Mainline? bass line
Show me what your working with
Show me what your workin with
Sound System here's a warnin
Sound System turn it on and
Sound System microphone and
Babylon system soon come down
All night long from the day your born
All night till the early morning
All night from your born
All night till the day your gone
All night from the day your born
All night to the early morning
All night from the day you're born
This system gonna rock this town
Bedroom putting on a uniform
Dialing the numbers on a xylophone
Starin at the mirror watching you transformin
Making sure they all know you alone
Rollin up a twenty gonna blow the horn
Late night ticket for the unicorn
Everybody looking for the same old porno
Could a DJ save or soul now?
Show me what your working with
Show me what your working with
Sound System here's a warnin
Sound System turn it on
And Sound System microphone and
Babylon system soon come down
Writer: CARL ROGERS YOUNG, DAVID SHUL, JASON PATRICK BOWMAN, MANOS O. ITIENE, MICHAEL FRANTI, RALIEGH JOHNSON II NEAL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group