They got brand-new shoes
They got brand-new dance
But they pick and choose
From the same old plans
Everybody wants the smoke
But few of them can stand the flame
Everybody wants a story
Then you got to want the rain
Hit it up, baby
Hit it up, darling
We are the best bad decision you'll ever make
Just forget 'em and algorithms
You got rhythm in you heart, deep within
Turn it up, light it up, burn it up
Somebody, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
your hands now
Drop it down right on me
What is heat? You've got it from this beat
On your feed, you can never find it, no
Drop it down right on me
Spin that vinyl from'73
All the people tumble like laundry
Have a good night
They got brand-new stars
They got brand-new names
Breaking all the charts
In the same old lanes
Everybody wants a fame
But end up making all the same
Everybody wants a story
Then you got to break a leg
Hit it up, baby
Hit it up, darling
We're the shortcut with a warning sign
Just forget 'em and algorithms
You got rhythm in you heart, deep within
Turn it up, light it up, burn it up
Somebody, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap your hands now
Drop it down right on me
What is heat? You've got it from this beat
On your feed, you can never find it, no
Drop it down right on me
Spin that vinyl from'73
All the people tumble like laundry
Have a good time
Well, nobody recalls
The coolest guy in town
But we can hear the call of the great songs
This city almost falls into a dream
But I believe this beat keeps swinging
A player's like a prayer
Chasing moment after moment
Trying to find the heat and pass it on to the crowd
Believing in people, people, people
Probably they didn't try to make a history, no
They just played
That's why all those grooves are still alive
Drop it down right on me
What is heat? You've got it from this beat
On your feed, you can never find it, no
Drop it down right on me
Spin that vinyl from'73
All the people tumble like laundry
Have a good night
