Seven Eight Groove

Yes, yes, seven, eight (one,

two, three, four)

{tight hip-hop drum break

enters}

Numbers on the pavement,

counting up the years Underneath the streetlights,

shifting all our gears

Five, six, steps we take into the dark Waiting for the match

to ignite the spark

Yes, yes, seven, eight

We don't need to hesitate

Keep the tempo, hold the weight

(yeah) Yes, yes, seven,

eight

Spinning on the axis,

finding where we stand Trace the golden outline on a map of

sand

Now the rhythm takes us,

moving in a line Perfect coordination,

keeping perfect time

We count the seconds down

(one, two, three)

Before we leave this town {flute solo starts,

jazzy and syncopated}

Yes, yes, seven, eight We don't need to hesitate

Keep the tempo, hold the weight

(yeah) Yes, yes, seven,

eight

Yes, yes, seven, eight...

{drums drop out, Rhodes

chords ring to

silence}