Music gore

HUOM! HUOM! HUOM! HUOM! HUOM! HUOM! HUOM! HUOM!
*Seuraavalla tekstillä ei ole mitään tekemistä järjellisen ajattelun kanssa*

Stop that bongo rumble and let me hear the beat.
Let that twisted drummer melt your stoned feet.
Now it's time for jungle and apelike fucking dance.
Step a side jazzy uncle and let us feel the trance.

This dancefloor is the ground
The ground is a soul
Soul is a move and the
movement is the truth!

Stomp your feet to dancefloor and pump up little more
volume in the dancehall. This is music gore!
Are you ready to the next round? 'Cause I'm ready to change
my music to the soundground that makes you little strange.

This dancefloor is the ground
The ground is a soul
Soul is a move and the
movement is the truth!