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Outrageous Vibe
03:27
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Strutting down the alley,
Golden years, so styley,
Chasing the sounds of madness,
Let’s chase away our sadness,
Maybe we should stay
And put the kids to shame,
When I get older,
A little more silver
In my hair, but I don’t care,
Still got the best moves anywhere,
Some day you’ll find me dancing at 64,
Showing them we want it more,
Will you still need me, feed me?
Stepping out, dancing at 64,
64, with the outrageous vibe
Still cutting on the dance floor,
Still buzzing Sunday morning,
Don’t drop the grandkids on my knee,
Sincerely yours, I’m wasting away,
A bottle of wine to start my day,
But I’ll be there when you need some mending,
When your lights are gone and
Music’s all we got,
Dancing at 64,
64, will you send me a valentine?
Stepping out, dancing at 64,
Showing them we want it more,
With the outrageous vibe
Still cutting on the dance floor,
We’re older now, our autumn years,
We’ll buy this town, if it’s not too dear,
So say the word, ‘cause I belong to you,
One last demand,
Let’s start a punk rock band, yeah,
Some day you’ll find me dancing at 64,
Showing them we want it more,
Will you still need me or feed me?
Stepping out, dancing at 64,
64, with the outrageous vibe
Still cutting on the dance floor,
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2. |
Allies
03:56
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The stories say, “come what may,
We need a hero to come and save us,”
Your hand in my hand,
Deep breath, and then leap forward,
Better to remind,
It’s someone else’s time to shine,
Your eyes meet mine
Long enough to see the winds change
A new way,
The stories say, “come what may,
We need a hero to come and save the day,”
I’d rather be the one behind the line,
It’s time, ‘cause we could be allies,
Don’t condescend
To take the reins away from,
These wheels in motion,
They’re not yours or mine,
This work has just begun,
And we’re still learning every day,
These eyes,
They change colors in the light,
The stories say, “come what may,
We need a hero to come and save the day,”
I’d rather be the one behind the line,
It’s time, ‘cause we could be allies,
We could be allies,
We could be,
The stories say,
‘Cause we could be allies,
We could be allies,
We could be allies,
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3. |
This Dance
04:07
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Ah, baby, we’re moving,
No matter what you’ve been choosing,
Cast a bit of illusion on us,
Just because you don’t ask it,
Even if we try to mask it,
Feel a bit of that magic, dawn up,
When the time comes,
And the way illuminates,
The lights show the weight of the air,
When you lean into the pain
That the heat generates
And we ride this river forever,
Look into my eyes, do you know this dance?
Do you know this dance, do you know this dance?
Look into my eyes, do you know this dance?
Do you know this dance, do you know this dance?
Nobody will see us,
No way to believe this,
Get a little egregious,
We tempt fate,
Oh, baby, together,
We try to pull the same levers,
Don’t you ever say never,
Too late,
When the line’s drawn
And the sides elevate,
Can we find a way to keep this afloat?
When you lean into the pain
That the heat generates,
And we ride this river,
We ride it home,
Look into my eyes, do you know this dance?
Do you know this dance, do you know this dance?
See behind the lies as you make your plans,
Will you take a stance, do you know this dance?
Look into my eyes, do you know this dance?
Caught up, in the middle now,
Enough to feed it,
No luck can pull us away before,
Speak up, let your body talk,
Move up to the front row,
Gear up for the time of your life,
As we define our own destiny,
Look into my eyes, do you know this dance?
Do you know this dance, do you know this dance?
See behind the lies as you make your plans,
Will you take a stance, do you know this dance?
Look into my eyes, do you know this dance?
Do you know this dance, do you know this dance?
Look into my eyes, do you know this dance?
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The Slackademics Boston, Massachusetts
How many expensive degrees does it take to craft catchy, upbeat, ska-pop bangers? The Slackademics are five painfully over- educated musicians hell-bent on letting their fancy conservatory training go to waste. Why show up to that orchestra concert when you can grab a beer and over-rehearse a three-chord dance party instead? We are that college professor who sleeps through class more than you do. ... more
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