Clubland — текст песни (Kristine W.)

With all that jazz



The music now it never sleeps

The base hums beneath your feet

Hurry up and grab a groove

It pulls you out your shoes

Hey...dj play my song

Everybodys gonna sing along

Let it out, blow it strong

You got to blow your own horn

Frankfurt and hollywood

They own the underground like they should

Dance, jungle, house and trance

You got to blow your own horn



Down in clubland

Underground in clubland

You want to blow your own horn

Its alive in clubland

Never dies in clubland

You got to blow your own horn



Feel the sweat from the body heat

Hmm, every weekend you retreat

Gather one and gather all

Go ahead and blow your own horn

Brush the sleep back from your eyes

Every nights a big surprise

Were going to greet the morning skies

Its a show let it go



Every night you re-invent what you really want to be

Hes a she but we all agree

Its a party

Blow your own horn



Down in clubland

Underground in clubland

You want to blow your own horn

Its alive in clubland

Never dies in clubland

You got to blow your own horn



Hurry, hurry, hurry

You got to blow your own horn

Oowe, oowe, oowe

You got to blow your own horn



You got to blow your own horn

Go ahead and blow your own horn



Every night you re-invent what you really want to be

Hes a she but we all agree

Its a party

Blow your own horn



Down in clubland

Underground in clubland

You want to blow your own horn

Its alive in clubland

Never dies in clubland

You got to blow your own horn