Hey you, on the corner Hey you, on the street The whole wild world gonna get some Just shake it Take it Fake it to the beat Post mortem Post mortem Post mortem Post mortem Is it for your money (Hah) It's the joint Is it for the money (He says) It's the joint Gonna move with the move Gonna get down with the guitar (So good) Y'all (Are you being serius) Ha, ha Whoa, yeah Ah, ha Say you're tired of all the dancing And when you can move your beat That's when you know for sure my friend Post mortem can't be beat Say you're tracked up And you find it hard to move It's okay hear what I say You'll fall back in the groove Ha Ha, ha Ha, ha Get me out Is it for the money See it's the joint, joint ask him Is it for the money I told ya, it's a joint Gonna move with the move Gonna get down with the guitar (Hah) (Hah, ah) (Serius) (Gonna move with the move) (Gonna get down with the guitar) (Ah, ha) (Gonna move with the move) (Gonna get down with the guitar)