Brass Blowdown

(Hold on,

wait a second)

Clear the damn floor,

watch the feet move (check it,

let's go) Pop the latch,

count the patch, make the puzzle pieces match I just pulled a

rabbit out a velvet briefcase from scratch (woah) Clock is ticking sideways,

parking on the skyways Turning all the traffic cones to gold across

the highways (hah) Sharp cut,

clean fit, never break a sweat with it Took the whole perimeter

and drew a line to set with it (yep) Step left,

step right, tension getting thick tonight (woo!) Got the meter pinned,

watch the needle taking flight Three,

two, ready for the hit

(drop that shit!)

Shake the chandeliers down,

rattle up the baseline Running through the front door right across the

stateline (brrr-dat) We don't do regular,

keeping it spectacular Spinning on the spot like a diamond on the

reticle (yeah!)

Hit the ground,

make it sound,

pass the trophy back around

(let's go!)

Switched the tempo, hit the memo,

dancing in a limousine Counting yellow lemons like a retro slot machine

(cha-ching) Suit is tailored neatly,

gliding through discreetly Turned the simple routine up until it peaks completely

(woo) Fast lane, big stride,

take it on a joyride Pocket full of blueprints,

damn, I'm never on the wrong side (got it) Dial it back

to beat one, look at what we started (look at that) Every

single rival in the corridor departed (gone) Feel the floor shaking from

the bottom of the stair

Put both hands up in the air,

let's go! Shake the chandeliers down,

rattle up the baseline Running through the front door right across the

stateline (aye!) We don't do regular,

keeping it spectacular Spinning on the spot like a diamond on the

reticle (turn it up!) Hit the ground,

make it sound,

pass the trophy back around

(we got it!) Yeah,

that's game over right there. (hahaha)