Bottom of the Pops Lyrics

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