Cowboy Hoot - Bran Van 3000

Now we do a few minute meditation and then we ready

And mother keeps calling through the tryst

Singing songs of angels as the persists

Glory glory halleluiah

C’mon — on with it

Hey

Go straight to dance

Go straight to dance

Here’s where we are right now

Hey

What goes up doesn’t have to come down

Doesn’t make a sound — come back around

Been sold and bought and bought and sold

Then socks got holes — long way from a row so

All that glitters girl is not gold

Too many lost souls in the club getting old

Table of life here — I will not fold

Bless my toss and I never let go

Let me roll down my tent real slow

You tell me what’s up bro

Cause tot means nothing on the dancefloor

So dance more — dance rich and dance poor

That’s what we came for

So live it up live it up live it up more

Hey

Go straight to dance

Go straight to dance

Hey

Hey

Go-go-go-go — Go straight to dance

Go straight to dance