Dismissing, quitting, ditching friction, dribbling in the drinkI'm sipping, giving my liver a kick and stumping with my ripple visionGetting down, stepping up, flexing our electric stuffBending this dimension as we let empty floor weapons bustLet me see your swagger, let me see your stanceLet me see you doing something funky with your handsLet me see your swagger, let me see your stanceLet me see you doing something funky with your handsLet me see you doing something funky with your hands*
