From mystic shores and ancient stones, the music calls our names
With fiddles, pipes, and bass, the thumps, it sets our hearts aflame
The echo of the barra beats with horns that start to rise
We step and swing, the night begins beneath the starlit skies
Feel the rhythm, hear the roar, electrofoot forevermore
Double time, we can't stand still, Irish swing with electric thrill
From the aisles where legends sing, dance the night with everything
A saxophone plays out a tune, it meets the fiddle's cry
The melody weaves round the room like winds that never die
The rhythm pulls the dancer's world, the bassline hits the floor
We're flying fast, the music lasts, and still we beg for more
Let the beat roll, feel the fire, Irish folk meet swing's desire
Jump and spin, the night's alive, in the rhythm we all thrive
Feel the rhythm, hear the roar, electrofoot forevermore
Double time, we can't stand still, Irish swing with electric thrill
From the aisles where legends sing, dance the night with everything
The chink is our play, the whistles blow, the tempo's going
high
From pubs to clubs, the music flows as we reach for the sky
The beat kicks in, the lights spin round, the crowd's a joyful scene
With every step, we're moving fast, caught up in harmony
The clarinet slides soft and low, a jazzy undertone
The fiddle answers with a bow, they're magic all our own
With jump blues swinging through the night
We dance with the beat, the music flows as we reach for the sky
Without a care, in every note, the worlds unite
We breathe the same sweet air
Take my hand, wheel, twist and turn, feel the pulse, let the fire burn
Faceline rising, lights aglow, through the music we will go
Feel the rhythm, hear the roar, electrofoot forevermore
Double time, we can't stand still, Irish swing with electric thrill
From the aisles where legends sing, dance the night with everything
and as the morning light appears we'll sing a final tune
The echoes of the night remain beneath the fading mood
The fiddler smiles, the trumpets play, our hearts forever ring
From Celtic roots, to future beats, we'll always hear the swing
So raise your glass, and spin once more
Let the music shake the floor, feel the periodically swinging beats


From folk to jazz and all between
The rhythm rules and we're the scene
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