Do you remember the way we used to praise
When would shout a loud
Lift our voices and sing
Whether the musicians were there or not
We praised the lord
With everything we got
We would find ways to praise
Like stumping our feet

Lifting our voice
And clapping our hands
And they used to say: We don't need no muzick
We don't need no muzick
We don't need no muzick
We don't need no muzick

Lift your voices
All ye people
Don't be ashamed
This is not a show
All spectators are rebuked in Jesus' name
I don't hear the piano
Organ
Or the acoustic

Can't even hear the drums
"What's this...? "
This is the original muzick
In the ol'school days
When they would sing and wave
Clap
Clap
Clap
Clappin their hands

And they always used to say:
We don't need no muzick
We don't need no muzick
We don't need no muzick
We don't need no muzick

He's still good
With muzick or not
He's still good
God is good
He's still good

He's good
He's good
So good to me
He's still good
He's good
God is good so
We don't need no muzick