I had a grandfather on my father′s side

He's ninety-five years old

His great-grandfather came from Nigeria, from the Igbo tribeI don′t look like my mother and I don't look like my father

I look exactly like my grandfather

And I act like him

Do you act all the time?

Not all the time, no

You work all day and men you know

The wheels must turn to keep the flow

Oh, oh, oh

Build on up, don't break the chain

Sparks will fly, when the whistle blows

Oh, oh

Slave to the rhythm

Oh, oh

Slave to the rhythm

Work to the rhythm, uh-huh

You build on up, don′t break the chain

Sparks will fly, when the whistle blows

Fire burns, heart beats strong

Sing out loud, the chain gang song

Oh, oh

Slave to the rhythm

Oh, oh

Slave to the rhythm

Oh, oh

Slave to the rhythm

Oh, oh

Slave to the rhythm

Never stop the action

Oh, never stop the action

Never stop the action

Keep it up, keep it up

Never stop the action

Slave to the rhythm

Keep it up, keep it up

Never stop, never stop

Keep it up

Work to the rhythm

Slave to the rhythm

Live to the rhythm

Love to the rhythm