Masters of Disco

Didn't even notice Already got you Move your body You must do We are gods to you We are gods But we are not God But we are like God We are gods to you Masters of Disco When the radio stars hit Then you dance When the DJ drops it Then you dance At the block party all night Then you dance When the blue beam shines bright Then you dance When the boom box blasts out Then you dance When the black cube ends doubt Then you dance Where the yellow card finds you Then you dance When Machine God winds you Masters of Disco Didn't even notice Already got you Masters of Disco Move your body You must do Masters of Disco Didn't even notice Already got you We are gods to you