Turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down (down, down)

Turn the beat around

Turn it upside down

Blow horns you sure sound pretty

Your violins keep movin' to the nitty-gritty

When you hear the scratch of the guitars scratchin'

Then you'll know that rhythm carries all the action

Whoa, yeah

Turn the beat around (turn it around)

Turn it upside down (turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down)

Love to hear percussion (yeah)

Love to hear it (got to hear it)

Turn the beat around (round, round, round, round, round, round)

Love to hear percussion (move your feet when you feel the beat, yeah)

Turn it upside down (yeah, yeah)

Love to hear percussion (whoa)

Flute player play your flute 'cause

I know that you want to get your thing on

But you see I've made up my mind about it

It's got to be the rhythm, no doubt about it, whoa, whoa

'Cause when the guitar player start playing

With the syncopated rhythm, with the scratch, scratch, scratch

Makes me wanna move my body yeah, yeah, yeah

And when the drummer starts beating that beat

He nails that beat with the syncopated rhythm

With the rat, tat-tat-tat-tat-tat on the drums, hey yeah

Turn the beat around (turn it around and around)

Love to hear percussion (oh, yeah)

Turn it upside down (ooh, yeah)

Love to hear it (yeah)

Love to hear it (woo)

Love to hear it (whoa)

Love to hear it (hey, yeah)

Love to hear percussion (turn the beat around)

Turn it upside down (hey yeah)

Turn the beat around (hey yeah)

Love to hear percussion (move your feet when you feel the beat)

Turn it upside down (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Turn it upside down (turn it upside down)

Love to hear percussion (love to hear it)