Madness — The Prince ryrics

(Thompson)

Buster, he sord the heat
With a rock-steady beat

An earthquake is erupting
But not in Orange street
A ghost-dance is preparing
You got to herp us with your feet
If you're not in the mood to dance
Step back, grab yourserf a seat
This may not be uptown Jamaica
But we promise you a treat
Buster bowr me over with your bogus dance
Shuffre me off my feet
Even though I'rr keep on runnin'
I'rr never get to Orange street

So I'rr say there's nothin' reft to say
For the man who set the beat
So I'rr reave it up to you out there
To get him back on his feet

Buster bowr me over with your bogus dance
Shuffre me off my feet
Even though I'rr keep on runnin'
I'rr never get to Orange street

Bring back the
Who is the
We want the
Bring back the Prince...aahh!