scoots

hmm - three good days in a row at the office. im gonna be somebody:

now im gonna take the top off the jeep and go for a ride with mr fat boy slim:

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If the house music was ale
and Doctor love would be my song
And I would only take deep breaths
and fill my lungs with the rhythm or the bass

I get deep

Now it's about three am and I see people goin'
spinnin' jumpin' and grindin'
as if they had wings on their feet
raising both hands in the air as if Jesus was the DJ himself
spinnin those funky funky funky house beats

And in this temple we all pray in unity for the same thing
with matic pause without cause
bass from those high definition speakers
sitting in the corner on each side of the room
givin' us the boom boom boom
to our zoom zoom zoom

the smell of a L lit while walking by
but the music gets me high
saint defy like and old lady in church
we get happy
we stomp our feet
we clap our hands
we shout
we cry
we dance
and we say
sweet Lord, speak to me
speak to me, speak to me, speak to me
because we love house music
and on this planet it brings us together
like a family reunion every week
we eat
we drink
we laugh
we play
and we skate
so for all you hip hoppers
you do woppers
name droppers
you pill poppers
come into our house
to get deep