The Breaks (The Timewriter Remix)

Clap your hands, everybody

If you got what it takes

'Cause I'm Kurtis Blow and I want you to know

That these are the breaks

Brakes on a bus, brakes on a car

Breaks to make you a superstar

Breaks to win and breaks to lose

But these here breaks will rock your shoes

And these are the breaks

Break it up, break it up, break it up

If your woman steps out with another man

(That's the breaks, that's the breaks)

And she runs off with him to Japan

(That's the breaks, that's the breaks)

And the IRS says they wanna chat

(That's the breaks, that's the breaks)

And you can't explain why you claimed your cat

(That's the breaks, that's the breaks)

And Ma Bell sends you a whoppin' bill

(That's the breaks, that's the breaks)

With eighteen phone calls to Brazil

(That's the breaks, that's the breaks)

And you borrowed money from the mob

(That's the breaks, that's the breaks)

And yesterday you lost your job

(That's the breaks, that's the breaks)

Well, these are the breaks

Break it up, break it up, break it up

Throw your hands up in the sky

And wave 'em 'round from side to side

And if you deserve a break tonight

Somebody say alright (alright)

Say, ho (ho)

You don't stop

Keep on, somebody scream (oww)

Break down

Breaks on a stage, breaks on a screen

Breaks to make your wallet lean

Breaks run cold and breaks run hot

Some folks got 'em and some have not

But these are the breaks

Break it up, break it up, break it up

Break down

To the girl in brown, stop messin' around

(Break it up, break it up)

To the guy in blue, what you gon' do?

(Break it up, break it up)

And to the girl in green, don't be so mean

(Break it up, break it up)

And the guy in red, say what I said