Sometimes you got to try and know the reason why.
Got to change your plans take a chance.
Looking in the glass. You wonder how it lasts.
Not a day, not a day. Same old way.

Talking about a kind of vision. Taking all your blues away.
Got to find your own religion. So here is how we play.

Bang Bang Bang. It's your Bang.
Bang Bang Bang.
Don't let him tell you that you cannot swing.
Bang Bang Bang. Be free cuz it's your Bang.
Your Bang. Your Bang.

Get it to the groove shake your body make your move.
Let the rhythm take you to the floor.
Oh you sweat. You're mind soak and wet.
That's what you came in here for.

From LA to Chicago. From Moscow to Tokyo.
From Berlin to Milano. It don't matter where you go.

Bang Bang Bang. It's your Bang.
Bang Bang Bang.
Don't let him tell you that you cannot swing.
Bang Bang Bang. Be free cuz it's your Bang.
Your Bang. Your Bang.

Beat up your drums. You're living in a coma.
Get off your bums. You make your body go now.
It is too serious to make your life go solo now.
Feel free to check. Check out the way we show ya.

Bang Bang Bang. It's your Bang.
Bang Bang Bang.
Don't let him tell you that you cannot swing.
Bang Bang Bang. Be free cuz it's your Bang.
Your Bang. Your Bang.

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