[Charles]
Soak it in, feel the strings. Hear the sound of angel's wings
This is heaven's music fit for kings

[Diana]
The Russian plays on and on like an endless telethon
How I wish that he were Elton John

[Camilla]
Charles likes clever girls

[Diana]
Alright, I'm no intellect
But maybe there's a disco tech
Where the prince could hear some Prince
And we'd all get funkadelic
Then again don't create a scene
You're auditioning to be his queen
And if Queen were playing now
Freddy Mercury would slay it!

[Ensemble]
This is how your people
This how your people
Dance!
[Diana]
Pet Shop Boys
Come on come on
Make some noise!

[Ensemble]
This is how your people
This how your people
Dance!

[Diana]
Rave and rant
Give it up for Adam Ant!

[Charles]
Where are you, Diana?

[Diana]
Huh?

[Charles]
You seem a million miles away

[Diana]
The music is transporting me
[Diana]
I guess its the royal drill; to smile a lot and sit still
Though I don't know why she's here
And id really like to sock her
Then there's Charles, who's happy when
He hears music by ​dead white men
​Perhaps this girl could turn him into a rocker!

[Ensemble]
This is how your people
This how your people
Dance!

[Diana]
Young and free!
Everything you wanna be!

[Ensemble]
This is how your people
This how your people!

[Instrumental]

[Diana]
Perhaps this girl can turn him into a rocker!
[Instrumental]

[Ensemble]
Young and free!
Everything you wanna be!
Feel the groove, even royals need to move!
This is how your people
This how your people
This is how your happy, goddamn bloody people dance!