The Prince Lyrics - Complete Madness - Madness

Buster, he sold the heat with a rock-steady beat 

An earthquake is erupting, but not in Orange street 

A ghost-dance is preparing, You got to help us with your feet 

If you're not in the mood to dance, step back, grab yourself a seat 

This may not be uptown Jamaica, but we promise you a treat 

Buster, bowl me over with your bogus dance, shuffle me off my feet 

Even if I keep on runnin', I'll never get to Orange street 

So I'll say there's nothin' left to say, for the man who set the beat 

So I'll leave it up to you out there, to get him back on his feet 

Buster, bowl me over with your bogus dance, shuffle me off my feet 

Even if I'll keep on runnin', I'll never get to Orange Street 

Bring back the 

Who is the 

We want the