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Bee Gees

Genres: Pop

Disco Inferno Lyrics - Bee Gees

In up above my head, I hear music in the air 

That makes me know there's a party somewhere 

 

Burn, baby, burn 

Burn, baby, burn 

 

To my surprise, one hundred storeys high 

People getting loose, y'all, they're getting down on the roof 

Folks are screaming out of control, it was so entertaining 

When that boogie-woogie started to explode 

I heard somebody say 

 

(Burn, baby, burn) 

Disco Inferno, burn that mother down 

(Burn, baby, burn) 

Disco Inferno, burn that mother down 

 

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Satisfaction came in a chain reaction 

I couldn't get enough, so I had to self-destruct 

The heat was on and it was rising to the top 

Everybody's going strong that is when my spark got hot 

I heard somebody say 

 

(Burn, baby, burn) 

Disco Inferno, burn that mother down 

(Burn, baby, burn) 

Disco Inferno, burn that mother down 

Burn it on down 

 

Satisfaction came in a chain reaction 

I couldn't get enough, so I had to self-destruct 

The heat was on, it was rising to the top 

Everybody's going strong, that is when my spark got hot 

I heard somebody say 

 

(Burn, baby, burn) 

Disco Inferno, burn that mother down 

(Burn, baby, burn) 

Disco Inferno, burn that mother down 

Burn it on down 

 

Burn, baby, baby, won't you burn, burn 

Burn, burn 

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And burn, baby let the good times roll with me 

 

On a cold and gray Chicago morn 

A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto 

And if there's one thing that you don't need 

It's another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto 

 

People, don't you understand 

That the child don't need a helping hand in the ghetto 

And a hungry little boy with a runny nose 

Plays in the street as the cold wind blows in the ghetto 

 

So he starts to roam the streets at night 

And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto 

And then he buys a gun and he steals a car 

And he drives away but he don't get far in the ghetto 

 

As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man 

Face down on the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto 

And his momma cries 

 

Oh, baby, baby, burn that disco down 

You're gonna burn, you're gonna burn 

You're gonna burn, burn, burn burn 

Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn 

 

(Burn, baby, burn) 

Disco Inferno, burn that mother down 

(Burn, baby, burn) 

Disco Inferno, burn that mother down 

 

(Burn baby burn) 

Disco Inferno, burn that mother down 

(Burn baby burn) 

Disco Inferno, burn that mother down 

Burn it down 

 

Let the good times roll 

Get us loose as a goose 

Up above my head, I hear music in the air 

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