Hit Line

Well this is music

And you can choose it

"It's just a matter of taste," you say

But don't abuse it

Or institute it

This could be another craze of the day

A twelve bar blues it

Or disco music

It doesn't matter 'cause it's all the same

A symphony, uh

Just lend an ear

A simple tune just sticks in the brain

Hey, hey, boys

Go put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don't you think it's my turn, that's right

Hey, hey, boys

Put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don't you think it's my turn, that's right

A twentyfour track

No mono flashback

Just got to get you down on tape

Computer remix

You've got me transfixed

I sometimes feel that I've been audibly raped

The dancing people

Whoa, they go "beep, beeple"

You've got me moving so I can't sit down

The Watusi

Well, maybe could be

The hottest thing to ever hit-hit-hit this town

Hey, hey, boys

Go put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don't you think it's my turn, that's right

Hey, hey, boys

Put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don't you think it's my turn, that's right

Hey hey

Keep it simple

It's down to the beat

Another cliché just

Makes the song complete

Win or lose, it's-

It's a production line

Carbon copies

Singing the same old rhymes

Hey, boys

Go put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don't you think it's my turn, that's right

Hey, hey, boys

Put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don't you think it's my turn, that's right

Hey, hey, boys

Go put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don't you think it's my-my-my-my turn, that's right

Hey, hey, boys

Put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don't you think it's my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my turn, that's right