Kick Out The Jams - Afrika Bambaataa, A. Bambaataa

You gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta

Gotta kick 'em out

Yeah

Well I feel pretty good

And I guess that I could get crazy now baby

'Cause we all got in tune

When the dressing room got hazy now baby

I know how you want it

Hot, quick and tight

The girls can’t stand it

When you’re doin' right

Let me up on the stand

And let me kick out the jams

Yeah, kick out the jams

Got to kick’em out!

Yeah

Yeah

Yes I’m starting to sweat

You know my shirt’s all wet

What a feeling

It’s the sound that abounds

And resounds and rebounds off the ceiling

You gotta have it baby

You can’t do without

When you get that feeling

You gotta sock it out

So put the mic in my hand

And let me kick out the jams

Yes, kick out the jams

So you got to give it up

You know you can’t get enough Miss McKenzie (McKenzie)

'Cause it gets in your brain

Drive you insane

Keep in frenzy

guitars

And the crash of the drums

Makes you wanna keep-a-rockin'

'Til the morning comes

Let me be who I am

And let me kick out the jams

Yeah, kick out the jams

Got to kick 'em out!

Ohhh

Clap your hands and stomp your feet (Kick out the jams)

This here music makes you feel the beat (Kick out the jams)

Hard rock, is in your soul (Kick out the jams)

But just be careful, it can take control (Kick out the jams)

Let your mind and your body flow (Kick out the jams)

This ain’t no go-go, this is rock’n’roll (Kick out the jams)

Yes I’m starting to sweat

You know my shirt’s all wet

I can feel it

It’s the sound that abounds

And resounds and rebounds off the ceiling

You gotta have it baby

You can’t do without

When you get that feeling

You gotta sock it out

So put the mic in my hands

And let me kick out the jams

Yes, kick out the jams

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Death, life is rock’n’roll (Rock'n'Roll)

Rock’n’Roll music, it takes control (Takes control)

Put your mind, body and soul (Body and soul)

Put me on the stand, let me kick out the jams (Kick out the jams)

Whoa-oh (Whoa-oh)

Whoa-oh (Whoa-oh)

Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa (Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)

Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa (Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)

Ah-hey-ay-hey-ay (Hey-ay-hey-ay)

Ah-hey-ay-hey-ay (Hey-ay-hey-ay)

Rock’n’Roll (Rock'n'Roll)

Is in my soul (Is in my soul)

Yeah

guitars

And the crash of the drums

Makes you wanna keep-a-rockin'

'Til the morning comes

Let me be who I am

And let me kick out the jams

Yeah, kick out the jams

I done kicked 'em out!

Owww

Owww

What time is it

Owww

What time is it

What time is it

What time is it

What, what, what time is it

What, what, time is it