Somebody tell me about the rhythm of the 4th floor Somebody tell me about the rhythm of the dance floor Somebody tell me about the I need to know about the
Somebody tell me about the perfect bomb The royal valley on a blitzkrieg bomb Somebody tell me how to use my gun tools Kiss the napalm in the afternoon
I saw the film, I saw the place I live to work for the killing sake When I think you’re knocked, when the radio died And the rhythm playing from outside
See the rebel and the damage done See the debris and the damage done See the wreckage and the damage done See the film and see the damage done
Somebody tell me about the rhythm of the 4th floor Somebody tell me about the rhythm of the dance floor Somebody tell me about I need to know about
Me, I’m lost and the radio’s dead Now arrived and the radio’s dead The rhythm's gone, the radio’s dead And the damage done inside my radio