

(keep it moving) (keep it moving)
Excuse me, do you know the way?
It's two in the morning,
everything's a haze
Turn it up, turn it up,
let the speaker blow On this sticky floor is the only place
to go
I'm asking for directions but I'm staying right here
(lost in the sound)
Lost in the corner of a crowded room
Heavy bass shaking off the weight of June
Keep it moving, keep it moving till the sun comes round
This sticky floor is our holy ground (oh-oh-oh)
No more directions
(just the beat)