Lyrics
[Verse]
Thumb on the strings, a low-down groove,
Bass saxophone wailin', gotta get a move!
The rhythms collide, a tangled, jazzy beat,
This ain't for the timid, it's for movin' your feet!
[Chorus]
Slap that bass, blow that horn,
This funky storm was meant to be born!
The groove's infectious, a fever in the night,
Gotta shake it, break it, lose control, feel alright!
[Slapping Bass Solo]
[Bass Saxophone Joins]
[Verse 2]
The city lights blur, a neon streak,
This music's the language, a code we speak.
Hearts keep time on the concrete floor,
The beat gets hotter, we're begging for more.
[Chorus]
Slap that bass, blow that horn,
This funky storm was meant to be born!
The groove's infectious, a fever in the night,
Gotta shake it, break it, lose control, feel alright!
[Bass Solo With Saxophone Riffs]
[Bridge]
The bass funks out, a wild, playful solo
Saxophone squeaks and wails, a chaotic conversation
[Chorus]
Slap that bass, blow that horn,
This funky storm was meant to be born!
The groove's infectious, a fever in the night,
Gotta shake it, break it, lose control, feel alright!
[Saxophone Solo]
[Verse 3]
The beat keeps poundin', the notes still soar,
This ain't no soundtrack, it's a sonic war!
The music fades, but the sweat remains,
The rhythm's in our blood, pulsin' through our veins!
This ain't no soundtrack, it's a sonic war!
The music fades, but the sweat remains,
The rhythm's in our blood, pulsin' through our veins!
[Chorus]
Slap that bass, blow that horn,
This funky storm was meant to be born!
The groove's infectious, a fever in the night,
Gotta shake it, break it, lose control, feel alright!
[Slapping Bass Fast Solo]
[Outro]
[End]
