Come on, turn it up, keep it on repeat,
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie. So comfortable, we’re living in a bubble, bubble,
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, trouble. We’re all chained to the rhythm,
To the rhythm, to the rhythm. They greed over the people,
They stumbling and fumbling
And we’re about to riot. Turn it up, it’s your favorite song,
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion. [Pre-Chorus: Katy Perry]
So put your rose-colored glasses on,
And party on. [Verse 1: Katy Perry]
Are we crazy? [Outro: Katy Perry]
Turn it up
Turn it up
It goes on, and on, and on
It goes on, and on, and on
It goes on, and on, and on
‘Cause we’re all chained to the rhythm Where nothing will ever be enough? Come on, turn it up, keep it on repeat,
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie. Yeah, we think we’re free,
Drink, this one is on me,
We’re all chained to the rhythm,
To the rhythm, to the rhythm. [Chorus: Katy Perry]
Turn it up, it’s your favorite song,
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion. So comfortable, we’re living in a bubble, bubble,
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, trouble. (Woo!)

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Turn it up, it’s your favorite song,
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion. Yeah, we think we’re free,
Drink, this one is on me,
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm, to the rhythm! [Bridge: Skip Marley]
It is my desire,
Break down the walls to connect, inspire. They woke up, they woke up the lions! [Chorus: Katy Perry]
Turn it up, it’s your favorite song,
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion. Living our lives through a lens,
Trapped in our white picket fence,
Like ornaments. We’re all chained to the rhythm,
To the rhythm, to the rhythm! [Verse 2: Katy Perry]
Are we tone deaf? Thought we could do better than that,
I hope we can. Keep sweeping it under the mat. Come on, turn it up, keep it on repeat,
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie. Come on, turn it up, keep it on repeat. So comfortable, we’re living in a bubble, bubble,
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, trouble. Happily numb. [Pre-Chorus: Katy Perry]
So put your rose-colored glasses on,
And party on. Yeah, we think we’re free,
Drink, this one is on me,
We’re all chained to the rhythm,
To the rhythm, to the rhythm! Yeah, we think we’re free,
Drink, this one is on me. Turn it up, it’s your favorite song,
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion. Come on, turn it up, keep it on repeat,
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie. Ay, up in your high place, liars,
Time is ticking for the empire. Aren’t you lonely,
Up there in utopia? The truth they feed is feeble,
As so many times before. Stumbling around like a wasted zombie,
Yeah, we think we’re free,
Drink, this one is on me.