Answer:
I love to twist and dance. Though wingless I fly high up into the sky.
You throw away my outside you cook my inside. Then you eat my outside and you throw away my inside.
I am a rock group with four members. All dead one was assassinated.
I go in hard come out soft. Blow me hard and I’ll make a pop.
When the clock has no angle, I will own yesterday, tomorrow and tonight. What am I?
When I'm born I fly. When I'm alive I lay. When I'm dead I run.