Funkrail Riot

(get

ready now)

I'm walking down the crooked street again Got a pocket full of

heavy noise, making amends Talking to the shadows spinning in my head

I play the static loud,

skipping where they tread

(uh-huh, check it)

It rises up from the concrete floor Yeah,

we're knocking loud on the rusty iron door (knock knock) Get up,

get up, let it take control

Shake it down to the heavy ground (shake it!)

Let the groove and the noise collide

There is a rhythm in the lost and found Nowhere left for

us to hide

Dusty records spinning on the floor,

we spin it fast With a heavy dose of analog grit that's

made to last We don't need the answers or the maps today

Every little piece fits when we throw the rest away

(drop the beat)

(hit me now!) Shake it down to the heavy ground (yeah!)

Let the groove and the noise collide

There is a rhythm in the lost and found Nowhere left for

us to hide

(uh-huh, yeah, rock it like that)