Everybody pay attention to me
I got the answer
I got the answer
Street walking cheetah with a capitol G
So put your hands up
Now put your hands up

Hide your eyes we're gonna shine tonight
Sub-atomic never get the best of me
Ain't a DJ gonna save my soul
I sold it long ago for Rock'N'Roll
Drop the needle when the tape deck blows
I gotta shout this out so everybody knows

This ain't a party
Get off the dance floor
You want the get down
Here comes the gang war
You're doin' alright
I got the answer
'Cause all the good times
They give you cancer

If we were all like you in the end
Then we'd be killing ourselves by sleeping in
So hit the lights, I'll do it again
And keep your cars and your dogs and your famous friends

Slide up the faders when the cabinet slams
And get your hands up
Now get your hands up
Light up the stage and watch me kick out the jams
So throw a fist up
Now throw a fist up

Ain't nobody gonna take my life
Ain't nobody gonna get the best of me
Ain't a preacher gonna save me now
Grab a seat I'm gonna show you how
Everybody hit the pyro cue
We're gonna blow this off and show you what we do

This ain't a party
Get off the dance floor
You want the get down
Here comes the gang war
You're doin' alright
I got the answer
'Cause all the good times
They give you cancer

If we were all like you in the end
Then we'd be killing ourselves by sleeping in
So hit the lights, I'll do it again
And keep your cars and your dogs and your famous friends

We came to party
Kill the party tonight
We came to party
Kill the party tonight, let's go

This ain't a party
Get off the dance floor
You wanna get down
Here comes the encore

If we were all like you in the end
Then we'd be killing ourselves by sleeping in
So hit the lights, I'll do it again
So everybody get down
'Til the party breaks down
Now everybody get down
Now everybody get down
'Til the party breaks down tonight