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The Network

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 05.11.2012

The decks are kept in constant rotation
Connected to the amplifiers
The amplifier supplies power
The power attracts the people
The people give the energy
The energy shakes the room
The people give the energy
The energy shakes the room

Yeah, we're back,
All my independent people on the dance floor
Get ready for this
Feel the network, be the network
Feel the network, get ready
Get ready for this
All my networkoholics
My independent people on the dance floor
International entrepreneurs
Whenever I have an idea or energy to share with the world
I simply go in line and make it happen
Get ready for this
Feel the network, feel the network
Get the network, be the network
Feel the network, feel the network
Feel the network, get ready for this
Wilds, yeah, my independent people on the dance floor
International entrepreneurs
Get ready for this

Speakers leaking voices speaking bodies
Freaking up on the dance floor
Disco inferno, burn baby burn
Disco inferno, burn baby burn
Disco inferno, burn baby burn [x2]

House love, disco inferno
rooftop on fire
Disco inferno, burn baby burn
Disco inferno, burn baby burn
Disco inferno, burn baby burn
Disco inferno, burn baby burn
Disco inferno, burn baby burn
Disco inferno, burn baby burn
Disco inferno, burn baby burn
Disco inferno, burn baby burn
Disco inferno, burn baby burn
Get ready for this
Feel the network


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