Testo Cowboy Hoot

Now we do a few minute meditation and then we ready,
And mother keeps calling through the tryst,
Singing songs of angels as the chorus 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,
Coz 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.