From mystic shores and ancient stones, the music calls our namesWith fiddles, pipes, and bass, the thumps, it sets our hearts aflameThe echo of the barra beats with horns that start to riseWe step and swing, the night begins beneath the starlit skiesFeel the rhythm, hear the roar, electrofoot forevermoreDouble time, we can't stand still, Irish swing with electric thrillFrom the aisles where legends sing, dance the night with everythingA saxophone plays out a tune, it meets the fiddle's cryThe melody weaves round the room like winds that never dieThe rhythm pulls the dancer's world, the bassline hits the floorWe're flying fast, the music lasts, and still we beg for moreLet the beat roll, feel the fire, Irish folk meet swing's desireJump and spin, the night's alive, in the rhythm we all thriveFeel the rhythm, hear the roar, electrofoot forevermoreDouble time, we can't stand still, Irish swing with electric thrillFrom the aisles where legends sing, dance the night with everythingThe chink is our play, the whistles blow, the tempo's goinghighFrom pubs to clubs, the music flows as we reach for the skyThe beat kicks in, the lights spin round, the crowd's a joyful sceneWith every step, we're moving fast, caught up in harmonyThe clarinet slides soft and low, a jazzy undertoneThe fiddle answers with a bow, they're magic all our ownWith jump blues swinging through the nightWe dance with the beat, the music flows as we reach for the skyWithout a care, in every note, the worlds uniteWe breathe the same sweet airTake my hand, wheel, twist and turn, feel the pulse, let the fire burnFaceline rising, lights aglow, through the music we will goFeel the rhythm, hear the roar, electrofoot forevermoreDouble time, we can't stand still, Irish swing with electric thrillFrom the aisles where legends sing, dance the night with everythingand as the morning light appears we'll sing a final tuneThe echoes of the night remain beneath the fading moodThe fiddler smiles, the trumpets play, our hearts forever ringFrom Celtic roots, to future beats, we'll always hear the swingSo raise your glass, and spin once moreLet the music shake the floor, feel the periodically swinging beatsFrom folk to jazz and all betweenThe rhythm rules and we're the scene*