Madness - The Prince lyrics

Buster, he sold the heat With a rocksteady beat An earthquake is erupting But not in orange street A ghost dance is preparing You got to help us with your feet If you're not in the mood to dance Step back, grab yourself a seat This may not be uptown jamaica But we promise you a treat Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance Shuffle me off my feet Even though i'll keep on running I'll never get to orange street So i set it up myself to say For the man who set the beat So i'll leave it up to you out there To get him back on his feet Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance Shuffle me off my feet Even though i'll keep on runnin' I'll never get to orange street Bring back the Who is the We want the Bring back the prince