Slave to the rhythm
Ah baby
I’m just playing around baby
Work all day as men who know
Wheels must turn to keep the flow
Build on up don’t break the chain
Sparks will fly when the whistle blows
Never stop the action
Keep it up
Keep it up
Never stop the action
Keep it up
Work to the rhythm
Live to the rhythm
Love to the rhythm
Slave to the rhythm
Axe to wood in ancient times
Man machine, power line
Fires burn, hearts beat strong
Sing out loud the chain gang song
Never stop the action
Keep it up
Keep it up
Never stop the action
Come on keep it up
Breathe to the rhythm
Dance to the rhythm
Work to the rhythm
Live to the rhythm
Love to the rhythm
You slave the rhythm
Ah baby a-ha
Don’t cry it’s only the rhythm
Grace Jones: I’ve opened myself now and I have accepted it finally that this is all of me. And all these sides make up what I am and either I live with it or I don’t live with it whether I like it or not.
We live to the rhythm
And we work to the rhythm
Love to the rhythm
Slave to the rhythm
And now ladies and gentlemen here’s Grace
Slave to the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm
Slave to the rhythm
Slave to the rhythm
To the rhythm
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