A people in the western part of the Flickertail State
start to shuffle.
Why,
how they shuffle when summer comes a-rolling round
And sets the Badlands all abound.
And color,
beautiful color, it radiates into your skin
It makes you feel good within,
can't you feel it now?
Well I'm riding in my favorite suit to see my gal in St. Nobu.
Whenever I see her she wraps her arms around me.
Rhythms in the things she does, in her
wake the whole world buzzes.
What I meant to say was as though she operates just like
a piccolo like lightning strikes.
She whispers low,
can't you miss me?
And how?
We would do
anything to survive the devastating sting.
I feel the route now.
Well
a moth goes into a flame,
I feel myself do the same.
In the name of all,
in the name of love,
don't think of what life could have been like
if I didn't win your hand.
I won't let go of your hand,
let's stay like this no matter how late it gets.
How rough it is to keep a balance on the bow.
We would do anything to survive the devastating sting.
I feel the route now.
Huuuuuuuuuuuh