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A#      G#    F
At the music heist
A#         F       D#
I met the gourmet man
A#       G#     F
With aluminium lungs
A#        F       D#
Sucks out all he can

He sees the whole world go flip
In a stunt bug style
'Cause he's a parasite
With a cellulite pile
But he can smile

Chorus:
A# C              D#
Cos this is the music
C#                      A#
Movin' on, we're movin' on
 C                D#
Hey, this is the music
C#
Movin' on, we're movin' on

We're sticky eyes and sticky bones
You get no time on your own
You get a dose and a ghost
You get it coast to coast
Now you dye your hair black
Get Satan tattooed on your back
You pierce yourself with a coke can
And rub yourself in fake tan
Now you're in a band

Chorus:
'Cause this is the music
And we're movin' on, we're movin' on
Hey, this is the music
We're movin' on, we're movin' on
No matter how low, there's always further to go
And we're movin' on, we're movin' on
No matter how low, there's always further to go
We're movin' on, we're movin' on
It won't be long, we're movin' on

Hey, this is the music
We're movin' on, we're movin' on
Yeah, this is the music
We're movin' on, we're movin' on
No matter how low, there's always further to go
And we're movin' on, we're movin' on
No matter how low, there's always further to go
And we're movin' on, we're movin' on