Words creep to the top of my mind and take flight As they leave my lips to incite a good time And I'm so excited from this party vibe that my eyes pop sockets and They hit the night This musical mode will make you move a s*** load So damn good even straight men get the bone I use a JCB when I lower the tone to put a smile on your face Like a garden gnome If you got no dignity then come to see me Get up out your couch and smash your TV's We're so fresh we help you breathe with ease Brewing more flavour than a pot of chai tea The live show gets through to the back row We're sound pro's taking hold of your cake holes Attracting attention like a prominent mole boozed up monkeys All on a roll This place makes my heart pump When I'm feeling low this lifts me up Suddenly life's worries don't mean much Cause I'm living in a place they can't touch I don't pick up the mic I just grab it And grip it like horny girls holding vibrating rabbits and I can't shake the habit of ripping down stages while impressing with my Rhyme and slap stick I tend not to hush instead I cause a fuss I talk so dirty even Anne Summers has to blush And when I turn on the party too much straight laced suburbanite's flip out Riot on the bus