THE KING OF DISCO

The king of disco was dressed in all white
Jumping and jiving on a Saturday night
Medallion round his neck and platform shoes
Digged the disco scene like a blind man playing the blues

Arms up in the air and a thrust of the hips
The king of disco didn't need no drug induced trips
On the dance floor he certainly strutted his stuff
Saturday night fever he couldn't get enough

Music like life never stays the same
Punk replaced disco he thought it a shame
The king of disco will no longer be on the dance floor
A sad loss to this music for this I'm sure