Bee-Gees Version Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man—no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around
Since I was born.
And now it's all right. It's OK.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
The New York Times' effect on man.
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin', people,
Stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.
........ etc. etc.
Life’s goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life’s goin' nowhere. Somebody help me, yeah.
I’m stayin' alive.
Life’s goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life’s goin' nowhere. Somebody help me, yeah.
I’m stayin' alive. |
AW verision by Bridgette Cormac
Well, you can tell by the way I use up my post,
I'm a Jot's personnae—no time to gram.
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around
Since I was a dayling ma'am.
And now it's all right. It's OK.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
The ACTA DIURNA's effect on man.
Whether you're a Roman or whether you're a Greek,
You're five and alive, five and alive.
Feel the site breakin' and everybody shakin', people,
five and alive, five and alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, five and alive, five and alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, five and alive.
...........
or something similar.... |