78 R.P.M.

Sixty-nine, it was fine

You say it, but by seventy-nine, it's gonna be mine

I said

Seventy, seventy-one, rang the bell

Seventy-two, we went through hell

Seventy-three and seventy-four only gave us more

Bloody, bloody, bloody bore

But now it's here

Our new year

Gotta be seventy-eight

Revolutions a minute, seventy-eight

Revolutions a minute, seventy-eight

Revolutions a minute now

Seventy-five, the same old jive

Christ, won't you tell me why we're still alive?

Seventy-six no kicks you bet

But no way we ain't dead yet

But now it's here

Our new year

Gotta be seventy-eight

Revolutions a minute, seventy-eight

Revolutions a minute, seventy-eight

Revolutions a minute now

It got better in seventy-seven

You said God knows it weren't no Heaven

We said go stuff your acceptable level

Stuff it, we know it weren't no revel

Weren't no revel, revel, revel, revolution

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Up your mind drove you blind

Made you pray, made you say seventy-eight

Revolutions a minute, seventy-eight

Revolutions a minute, seventy-eight

Revolutions a minute now

I said now

I mean now

Not tomorrow, do it now