Magic Lovers Blues w/drum

Grille de la piste #112699

Fournie par panpot

Lyrics:

© moonchild
we're here, we're there, we're everywhere
we're sitting in our underwear
we're strumming soft then breaking strings
we're whispering some outlandish things
we're singing high as we can sing
then hearing faintly church bells ring
we're plugging plugs and dialing dials
check, checking microphones
we're playing loud, so loud and proud
cause ain't nobody home

we're snapping, we're clapping
we're dancing and we're chancing
we're putting our hearts on the lines
we're fancying romancing
we're banging drums, bumping bumps
jump jumping up and down
we're playing till our fingers bleed
just to get that happening sound
sometimes we're on, sometimes we're off
sometimes we're in between
but everyone is welcome here
on this crazy music scene

we're getting tangled up in chords
diminished, minor, major
we're feeling tension and release
in wars that tritones wager
the consonance and dissonance
vibrating in our bones
the theory makes no difference
to some its just in the tone
the melody enrapturing
the airwaves in your mind
yes, music is the best
mind-altering substance we can find!

we're getting in hypnotic grooves
and smelling on that funk stuff, too
we're busting out some super moves
we're working hard but it's a pleasure to!
create it, relate and we're great communicators
we live it and breathe it every single day and
we're sipping it, we're chewing it
it's all the food we need
and then we rest in rhythmic dreams
to wake up and repeat!