Dance.
Sweat.
From the ponds of their hands.
Tonight, the whole city is ours.
Dance.
Sweat.
From the ponds of their hands.
A thousand bouncing souls packed into the moment, the heavy sky splits open, time floats frozen, tonight, the stars at night like fireflies, tonight, is burning a hole in the sky, tonight, is beaming straight across the universe!
Tonight, is burning a hole in the sky; tonight, is beaming straight across the universe!
The heavy sky splits open; a foot up on the ground, the DJ spins the galaxy of black vinyl for the gods, that came to dance Tonight, the whole city is ours.

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