"The Break Song" lyrics
Break, break, break
There's a new dance spreading like wildflowers
Ooh, baby
They add a new step about every hour
I try to find out who could teach me
They said, "You can find out if you watch TV"
Yes, they did, yeah, yeah
I turned on my set to check it out
The steps they had
But the rhythm they worked out
So, I went to the ghetto, yeah
To check it out, yes I did
When I got to the ghetto, here's what I found, ooh-ooh
Everybody is breakdancing, too good, ah, my head
But the ghetto children
They are the kings, they are the queens to me
Everybody is breakdancing, too good, ah, my head
But the ghetto children
They are the kings, they are the queens to me
Could this be real? It's like magic to me
They move on their shoulders as well as their feet
Keep on moving, huh
Turn the street corners, lord, into dance halls
Keep on breaking
Slap music blasting, a pulsating beat
How I love to watch you, ghetto child, slamming down
(Slamming down, slamming down)
I can dig it, just break out
Huh-heh-huh-heh, uh-uh-uh
Everybody is breakdancing, too good, ah, my head
But the ghetto children
They are the kings, they are the queens to me
Everybody is breakdancing, too good, ah, my head
But the ghetto children
They are the kings, they are the queens to me
Well, they made a Hollywood movie 'bout breakdancing
(Ooh, yes they did)
They should've brought their cameras straight to the ghetto
Huh, lemme tell you 'bout a cat I saw
He couldn't have been more than 3 feet tall
It was a real thrill digging on him
Stepping, dancing, watching him spin
After doing several steps, he laid flat on his back
He froze, baby, I thought he was dead
The next time I saw him
He was spinning on his head, breaking down
Everybody is breakdancing, too good, ah, my head
But the ghetto children
They are the kings, they are the queens to me
Everybody is breakdancing, too good, ah, my head
But the ghetto children
They are the kings, they are the queens to me
(Break, break, break)
(Break, break, break, ah, break, break, break)
(Break, break, break, break, break, break)
(Break, break, break, ah, break, break, break)
(Break, break, break, ah, break, break, break) Get down
(Break, break, break, break, break, break)
(Break, break, break, ah, break, break, break)
(Break, break, break)
There's a new dance spreading like wildflowers
Ooh, baby
They add a new step about every hour
I try to find out who could teach me
They said, "You can find out if you watch TV"
Yes, they did, yeah, yeah
I turned on my set to check it out
The steps they had
But the rhythm they worked out
So, I went to the ghetto, yeah
To check it out, yes I did
When I got to the ghetto, here's what I found, ooh-ooh
Everybody is breakdancing, too good, ah, my head
But the ghetto children
They are the kings, they are the queens to me
Everybody is breakdancing, too good, ah, my head
But the ghetto children
They are the kings, they are the queens to me
Could this be real? It's like magic to me
They move on their shoulders as well as their feet
Keep on moving, huh
Turn the street corners, lord, into dance halls
Keep on breaking
Slap music blasting, a pulsating beat
How I love to watch you, ghetto child, slamming down
(Slamming down, slamming down)
I can dig it, just break out
Huh-heh-huh-heh, uh-uh-uh
Everybody is breakdancing, too good, ah, my head
But the ghetto children
They are the kings, they are the queens to me
Everybody is breakdancing, too good, ah, my head
But the ghetto children
They are the kings, they are the queens to me
Well, they made a Hollywood movie 'bout breakdancing
(Ooh, yes they did)
They should've brought their cameras straight to the ghetto
Huh, lemme tell you 'bout a cat I saw
He couldn't have been more than 3 feet tall
It was a real thrill digging on him
Stepping, dancing, watching him spin
After doing several steps, he laid flat on his back
He froze, baby, I thought he was dead
The next time I saw him
He was spinning on his head, breaking down
Everybody is breakdancing, too good, ah, my head
But the ghetto children
They are the kings, they are the queens to me
Everybody is breakdancing, too good, ah, my head
But the ghetto children
They are the kings, they are the queens to me
(Break, break, break)
(Break, break, break, ah, break, break, break)
(Break, break, break, break, break, break)
(Break, break, break, ah, break, break, break)
(Break, break, break, ah, break, break, break) Get down
(Break, break, break, break, break, break)
(Break, break, break, ah, break, break, break)
(Break, break, break)
