Pulse coming out of my fingertips

Rhythm's twistin' round in my head

I got one thing leading up to another one

But my boots would rather tap along instead

These jokers to the left

And I got one thing to say

That they ain't never gonna get

So come on

Fake it, you gotta believe you can

Make it, you're selling your soul, but don't

Fake it, you better believe you can

Make it, you're selling your soul away

Hustlin' up and down on the boulevard

Waiting for the next big craze

Tryin' to jump the gun and cash it in

While I'm just sitting here, trying to do my thing

These jokers to the right

Well I got one thing to say

But they won't never see the light

So come on

Fake it, you got to believe you can

Make it, you're selling your soul, but don't

Fake it, you better believe you can

Make it, you're selling your soul away

Fake it, you gotta believe you can

Make it, you're selling your soul, but don't

Fake it, you better believe you can

Make it, you're selling your soul away