The Beat

Julie's clocking out at the station Hurry up and get your pay A two day vacation Friday, Saturday Down in the basement Shower up in the sink Throw on some lipstick And look pretty in pink Short skirts in the cold to the club Oh, the night is waiting Getting closer you feel it shaking On the dance floor This is the beat, the beat we fight to This is the beat we live and die to Here's to the kids that get it off We work all week to sweat it off This is the beat to beat the pressure Throwing away the world with pleasure We're working hard to burn it off So DJ, won't you turn it up' Beat, beat, beat, beat Beat, beat, beat, beat Julie's doing shots at the counter Thinking 'bout his great escape From his stupid job telemarketing But he never can shake the weight A little tap on the shoulder The prettiest girl in pink "Oh no, I can't dance," he told her As she dragged him from his drink Freeze frame in the heat, she moved Oh, and it's close to shaking So close but the crowd is breaking On the dance floor This is the beat, the beat we fight to This is the beat we live and die to Here's to the kids that get it off We work all week to sweat it off This is the beat to beat the pressure Throwing away the world with pleasure We're working hard to burn it off So DJ, won't you turn it up' And we can be for city boys And summer girls who dream Just like the kids with Chinese rocks And beating hearts, thank you boys Make some noise, Make some noise This is the beat, the beat we fight to This is the beat that we get high to This is the beat, the beat we fight to This is the beat we live and die to This is the beat, the beat we fight to This is the beat we live and die to Here's to the kids that get it off We work all week to sweat it off This is the beat to beat the pressure Throwing away the world with pleasure We're working hard to burn it off So DJ won't you turn it off' --- The Beat - Ima Robot