It’s Where It’s At
Don’t touch unless you know it’s free.
Gotta sit, stand, ponder it, ‘til you start to see.
Oh, no! The night will have its day
“Watch out for the state of the art”
She breathed in to say.
Where is the city? In front or back?
Walk down the line sir, it’s where it’s at.
Don’t move until you feel the beat.
The sky is high and that’s no lie, can’t you smell the heat?
Oh, no! I was not talking to you.
Take a seat our own three-peat of munching on a groove.
Where is the city? In front or back?
Walk down the line sir, it’s where it’s at.
Don’t touch unless you know it’s free.
Gotta sit, stand, ponder it, until you start to see.
Oh, no! The night will have its day
“Watch out for the state of the art”
She breathed in to say.
Where is the city? In front or back?
Walk down the line sir, it’s where it’s at.
credits
from Off Balance,
released December 28, 2012
Lyrics by Kyle Snook
French band flesh out the straightforward thrills of house music with rich tones and dynamic arrangements flecked with jazz, funk, and soul. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 18, 2024