Song Length |
4:16 |
Genre |
Electronic - Dance |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
Baby, did you ever wonder
(Did you ever wonder)?
Why I feel like I do
(Like I do, yeah)
Forty-seven years down the line
(Down the line)
Forty-seven years
(Lost in time)
It?s too late for the mending
All my love descending
It took all of my life
It took all of my time
Now I?m bitter and torn but the facades ending
Shake it; shake it,
Do a little dance.
Move it, move it.
Feel it, feel it,
Do a little dance.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
When you see the Trap Door, you can be sure,
The meaning found within to be pure.
All the way, hey, and no half stepping.
Don?t do dope, nope, I work for Don Fennon.
Racism, strewn detrimental,
Destined to find myself instrumental, for the future,
Akudnus walk, love rides free, sucker gets tossed.
When you step through the Trap Door, you have to leave your
Notions behind, become color blind.
Like birds of a feather, we can come together,
Open you eyes, together we?ll find freedom.
First you comply, second compromised, so you start to deny,
Fronting with a lie of a weather balloon, drift off target
You will regret that this whole thing started.