Dance Song Lyrics
Let the rhythm take you
Let the rhythm move you
Let the rhythm borrow your car
Let the rhythm use your shower on Thursday afternoon so it doesn’t have to go all the way back across town before going to see “Hamilton”
Let the rhythm cut its own hair
Let the rhythm watch back-to-back episodes of NOVA
Let the rhythm explain something to you: the rhythm is not your maid, OK?
Let your spirit go
Let your spirit be free
Let your spirit park in a handicap spot
Let your spirit lose control of a truck and crash into a loading dock
Let your spirit eat one bite of everything in the pantry
Let your spirit off with a warning, but let it know that next time your spirit knocks over a public planter, it’s getting a citation
Let the music play
Let the music play with matches
Let the music play frisbee on the beach
Let the music play other music when it’s sick of itself
Let the music play Mass Effect at Justin’s this afternoon
Let the music play you for a fool
Let the music play Willy Loman in “Death of a Music”
Let the music play musical chairs, which it and its friends just calls “chairs”
[outro, fireworks, glass shatter, etc.]
I love you got what it takes to be a kid