It's the invisible man, hot d***
Jackle, mad mantle, ready to jam
It's the freshest you've ever seen him
Roll the bass, rock the party through the evening
It's past the disco, beyond any club
You gotta be legendary funky to be allowed to even show up
But if you make it in here, you're in for a hell of a night, 'cuz
The party won't stop even if you want it to
The beat takes a hold of you
The funk is so hard, it's taken over you
Ol' Jack is now controlling you
Got them all pop-locking on the spot
Got their heads boppin' like the jack-in-the-box
We're gonna drop the guillotine right from the top
So when it reaches your head, it'll cut it clean off
Make your way to the dance floor
Don't waste no time, don't even waste no time
Make your way to the dance floor
Don't waste no time, don't even waste no time, go
Make your way to the dance floor
Don't waste no time, don't even waste no time
Make your way to the dance floor
Don't waste no time, don't even waste no time
Death never looked so vibrant
Tall like a tyrant, but coloured in violent
oranges, yellows and reds
Poppin' them big tunes from the speaker heads
Who said the Grim Reaper
needed to be a
black cloak-wearing son of a soul eater? Huh
No ghost stories around a campfire
Just the crowd yelling for him to turn the volume up higher
Never seen a scene like this before
Everybody all on the dance floor
Breakdancing going on hardcore
Get your hands up, throw him an encore
The Pied Piper, we're all his subjects
Move even if you don't know the dance steps
Get funky by all accounts
Now, make your way to the dance floor and bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Let me see ya
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Everybody just
Bounce, bounce, bounce
I wanna see ya
Bounce, bounce
Everybody just bounce tonight, man, come on
Jackle, mad mantle, ready to jam
It's the freshest you've ever seen him
Roll the bass, rock the party through the evening
It's past the disco, beyond any club
You gotta be legendary funky to be allowed to even show up
But if you make it in here, you're in for a hell of a night, 'cuz
The party won't stop even if you want it to
The beat takes a hold of you
The funk is so hard, it's taken over you
Ol' Jack is now controlling you
Got them all pop-locking on the spot
Got their heads boppin' like the jack-in-the-box
We're gonna drop the guillotine right from the top
So when it reaches your head, it'll cut it clean off
Make your way to the dance floor
Don't waste no time, don't even waste no time
Make your way to the dance floor
Don't waste no time, don't even waste no time, go
Make your way to the dance floor
Don't waste no time, don't even waste no time
Make your way to the dance floor
Don't waste no time, don't even waste no time
Death never looked so vibrant
Tall like a tyrant, but coloured in violent
oranges, yellows and reds
Poppin' them big tunes from the speaker heads
Who said the Grim Reaper
needed to be a
black cloak-wearing son of a soul eater? Huh
No ghost stories around a campfire
Just the crowd yelling for him to turn the volume up higher
Never seen a scene like this before
Everybody all on the dance floor
Breakdancing going on hardcore
Get your hands up, throw him an encore
The Pied Piper, we're all his subjects
Move even if you don't know the dance steps
Get funky by all accounts
Now, make your way to the dance floor and bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Let me see ya
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Everybody just
Bounce, bounce, bounce
I wanna see ya
Bounce, bounce
Everybody just bounce tonight, man, come on