Hot Chip - A-B-C lyrics

Everybody's whistling the Hot Chip sound
People hear the beat and then
Their bodies move around
When the ground's shaking then you
Know you've felt the bass
Then the singing starts and they
Proceed to wreck the place

I don't, i don't know the deeds to
Bring the goods to me
I know we have got the goods
To bring them to their knees

And when I call it's not a claim that I make
I do proclaim a love
That hollowness can shade i do proclaim
Making tracks just like A-B-C
Picking up awards like 1-2-3
Alexis singing like Do-Re-Mi
Keep on looking but you can't see me