Samba Fury

(ba-da-bap-bap-ba-da) Step into the sun where the rhythm begins

A breeze in the palms but the speaker is spinning

Can you feel the weight of the air getting heavy (oh-oh-oh)

First it's a whisper,

then it's a roar

No one is standing still on this floor

Fly away to the heavy beat

Samba fire beneath your feet (yeah!)

Feel the light, feel the heat! (ahhhh-hah) (ba-da-bap)