The Prince
Mad'Ness Lyrics
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An earthquake is erupting, but not in Orange street
A ghost-dance is preparing, You got to help us with your feet
If you're not in the mood to dance, step back, grab yourself a seat
This may not be uptown Jamaica, but we promise you a treat
Buster, bowl me over with your bogus dance, shuffle me off my feet
So I'll say there's nothin' left to say, for the man who set the beat
So I'll leave it up to you out there, to get him back on his feet
Buster, bowl me over with your bogus dance, shuffle me off my feet
Even if I'll keep on runnin', I'll never get to Orange Street
Bring back the
Who is the
We want the
These lyrics from Mad'Ness's song The Prince describe the energy of a music scene where Buster, likely a musician or music producer, is selling the heat (referring to music that is hot and trendy) with a rock-steady beat. While an earthquake may be erupting, the focus is on a ghost-dance that is preparing, and the listeners are encouraged to help with their feet by dancing. The lyrics also acknowledge that not everyone may be in the mood to dance, but they are promised a treat nonetheless.
The reference to Orange Street may be a nod to the Kingston neighborhood that was once known for its lively music scene, which included ska, rocksteady, and reggae. "Orange Street" may be a stand-in for any place where music and dance are an important part of the community. The second verse continues to praise Buster's dance moves, and the lyrics suggest that even if the singer keeps running, they will never be able to match Buster's skills or make it to Orange Street.
The final verse of the song is a call to action, asking the listeners to bring back something or someone, possibly referring to a lost or forgotten musician or a particular style of music. The words "Who is the" and "We want the" suggest that the singer and their audience are looking for something specific but are not quite sure what it is or how to find it. The song ends with a repetition of the chorus, encouraging the listeners to keep dancing and enjoying the music.
Line by Line Meaning
Buster, he sold the heat with a rock-steady beat
Buster is in control, selling the energy and excitement with his steady beat
An earthquake is erupting, but not in Orange street
Something significant is happening, but not where you'd expect it to be
A ghost-dance is preparing, You got to help us with your feet
We need your help to join in the dance and create something special together
If you're not in the mood to dance, step back, grab yourself a seat
If you don't feel like joining in, that's okay, but take a break and watch and enjoy
This may not be uptown Jamaica, but we promise you a treat
Even though we're not in the expected location, we guarantee a great experience
So I'll say there's nothin' left to say, for the man who set the beat
The person who created this energy and excitement has said all that needs to be said
So I'll leave it up to you out there, to get him back on his feet
It's up to all of us to keep the energy going and bring the creator of the excitement back into the mix
Bring back the
We want to revive the energy and excitement
Who is the
Who is the person responsible for making this happen?
We want the
We want that person to continue bringing the energy and excitement
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: CATHAL JOSEPH SMYTH, CHRISTOPHER JOHN FOREMAN, DANIEL MARK WOODGATE, GRAHAM MCPHERSON, LEE THOMPSON, LEE JAY THOMPSON, MARK WILLIAM BEDFORD, MICHAEL BARSON
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Patrick Stocks
Buster, he sold the heat
With a rock-steady beat
An earthquake is erupting
But not in Orange Street
A ghost-dance is preparing
You got to help us with your feet
If you're not in the mood to dance
Step back, grab yourself a seat
This may not be uptown Jamaica
But we promise you a treat
Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance
Shuffle me off my feet
Even though I'll keep on runnin'
I'll never get to Orange Street
So I'll say there's nothin ' left to say
For the man who set the beat
So I'll leave it up to you out there
To get him back on his feet
Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance
Shuffle me off my feet
Even though I'll keep on runnin '
I'll never get to Orange Street
Bring back the
Who is the
We want the
Bring back the Prince...aahh!
Gregg Horner
After four decades I still find myself playing this album from start to finish. Every song is a quirky gem.
pix046
Gregg Horner They are little gems and quirky is the word.
Jojoseahorse
@pix046 Such a fun band, always made me smile through all the high school crap :)
Julie Porter
Me too
Steffan Hoffmann
Very clever with social comment also.
Steffan Hoffmann
Very clever with social comment also.
Richard Ransome
What a song, what an album, WHAT a band..... 🙂
Al Ferret
Shuffling my feet to rocksteady, ska & bluebeat.
53 years old and I still love ska from the 70's & 80's.
Shaun
WOW! This really takes me back. I remember this when it came out and dancing to it with my mates many times. Madness, love em. Totally unique 👍❤️🇬🇧
Padpad Deno
What an introduction to a band, and a genre.