Rod Temperton - Gangsters Of The Groove lyrics

We're the gangsters of the groove Got a contact out on you We're the syndicate of soul Gonna take control Check out the stiff that sits in the corner Don't you know that could be you Jump on the riff, we're givin' the orders Watchin' everything you do Don't try to squeal We'll be gunnin' you down Got the deal Spread the message around That the mob is hitting town tonight We're the gangsters of the groove Got a contact out on you (There ain't a chance that you'll survive) We're the syndicate of soul Gonna take control (You've got to join the winning side) We're the bandits of the beat (Yeah) Gonna dance you off your feet (There ain't a word that you can say) Better do just what you're told Let the good times roll (Come on and join us all today) Don't try to hide, there ain't no protection Even from the FBI Don't call the cops, just follow directions If you wanna stay alive Dress up to k** (Lay your life on the line) For the thrill (Be a partner in crime) Of the wildest sound that's goin' down We're the gangsters of the groove Got a contact out on you (There's no excuses left to use) We're the syndicate of soul Gonna take control (We're tired of livin' in the blue, yeah) We're the bandits of the beat Gonna dance you off your feet (There ain't a word that you can say) Better do just what you're told Let the good times roll (You've got to try us out today) Stand and fire up the nation With a brand new point of view Got to fight the depression Let the world know what the family could do Here tonight, baby Ooh...hoo... Gangsters of the groove We're comin' after you Gangsters of the groove We're comin' after you We're the gangsters of the groove Got a contact out on you (There's no excuses left in you) We're the syndicate of soul Gonna take control (We're tired of livin' in the blue) We're the bandits of the beat Gonna dance you off your feet (Wanna dance, I wanna dance, I wanna dance you off, dance you off) Better do just what you're told Let the good times roll We're the gangsters of the groove Got a contact out on you (There ain't excuse that you can use) We're the syndicate of soul Gonna take control We're the bandits of the beat Gonna dance you off your feet