Don't stop, don't stop   Don't stop, don't stop,    Don't stop till you drop the bottom of the pops (x3)      Don't stop, don't stop   Why you wanna be on top?   Christian rock do-wop for hip-hop   We all lose face and it's all we got   Let me take you down on a merry-go-round   Future world that's world reknowned   Fifteen minutes of shame, how that sound?   I see a thunder cloud   Raining on your underground   Raining on your underground   Raining on your underground      When I fall I hope to land   On a persian rug or a music stand   Or a trampoline or a bean bag chair   Bottom of the pops I'm halfway there      (Chilly W.G.   Worst M.C. from the W.C.   Double the pain and double the glee   Smells like wordplay: WP.)      Don't stop, don't stop   Don't stop, don't stop,    Don't stop till you drop the bottom of the pops (x3)      Don't stop, don't stop   What about the song and dance?   Listen man, you had your chance   Now you just sit around around in your pyjama pants   (Don't stop, don't stop)   Everybody heard the news   How you hung up your dancing shoes   And how you got confused   I hate to say it, you snooze you lose.      You should be an illusionist    So you can know what the illusion is   Ha, you deserve a row at the tippity top of the totem pole   Climb that mountain   You got a long way to go but who's countin'?   You just got conned by a pro   At the bottom of the pops so on with the show      Don't stop, don't stop   Don't stop, don't stop,    Don't stop till you drop the bottom of the pops (x3)      Don't stop, don't stop   Hey yeah....      When I fall I hope to land   on a persian rug or a music stand   or a trampoline or a bean bag chair   Bottom of the pops I'm halfway there.       Don't stop, don't stop   Don't stop, don't stop,    Don't stop till you drop the bottom of the pops