Junkies of the Rhythm

JUNKIES OF THE RHYTHM
 Tic-toc, clic-clac... clock hands
 Moving like a picture
 Flip-flop, hip-hop, foxtrot...
 Pepper to the mixture
 Just shake it
 Don't fake it
 We're junkies of the rhythm
 Don't fake it
 Just shake it
 We're junkies of the rhythm
 Just like always you make
 A very tall impression
 And I glide like a kite
 Never felt more alive
 Just shake it
 Don't fake it
 We're junkies of the rhythm
 Don't fake it
 Just shake it
 We're junkies of the rhythm
 Flying bits of crass
 And nasty information
 You're hot and fuming - so compelled
 To say "correction", Your Honour
 You see right through me
 And you freeze me with obsession
 And I glide like a kite
 Never felt more alive
 Just shake it
 Don't fake it
 We're junkies of the rhythm
 Don't fake it
 Just shake it
 We're junkies of the rhythm
 Just shake it
 Don't fake it
 We're junkies of the rhythm
 Just shake it
 Don't fake it
 We're junkies of the rhythm
 Just shake it
 Don't fake it
 We're junkies of the rhythm
 Just shake it
 Don't fake it
 We're junkies of the rhythm
 And I glide like a kite
 Never felt more alive