Who's gonna teach you how to dance?   Who's gonna show you how to fly?   Who's gonna call you on the lame dope smoking   Slackin' little sucker you are?      Who's gonna get you from behind?   Who's gonna ring your little bell?   Who's gonna con you into buying a television   Set revolution they sell?      When are you gonna blow the game?   When are you gonna blow the screen?   When will you tell them that the crap doesn't last   And you found a way to make your own dreams?   The crap doesn't last and you found   A way to make yourself scream      Well, I died a million times   And I picked my culture well   And I built myself a gate   They can all now go to hell      I'm never gonna work another day in my life   The Gods told me to relax   They said I'm gonna be fixed up right      I'm never gonna work another day in my life   I'm way too busy power tripping   But I'm gonna shed you some light   Get, get down!      Who's gonna teach you how to dance?   Who's gonna show you how to fly?   When you get tired of the crap   Baby, move over here and maybe, buy some of mine      I'm never gonna work another day in my life   The Gods told me to relax   They said I'm gonna be fixed up right      I'm never gonna work another day in my life   I'm way too busy power tripping   But I'm gonna shed you some light      I'm never gonna work another day in my life   The Gods told me to relax   They said I'm gonna be fixed up right      I'm never gonna work another day in my life   I'm way too busy power tripping   But I'm gonna shed you some light