It‘s really... It‘s really loud,
I wonder if there‘s a problem with the, the mixing-board,
But I‘m, I‘m not... intending to sing loud...
I took a break, and stepped away from paradise
A faithful angel came with me, ‘cause I‘m the King of all
The city downtown is waiting for beating pulses from the DJs
And while it‘s waiting I sense the funky chaos
I took a walk around the club to feel the vibe
A lovely sinner came to me, as if I was alone
A pretty good time she promised, if I would let her be my bunny
And while she kissed me, I fell in funky chaos
Her withered smile took all the souls to fantasize
My favorite angel disappeared, to watch me from below
I couldn‘t reach out and touch her
Her flaming moves were all around me
And while she burned me I was in funky chaos
As I see her come through the door
Through the wave of haze, from the crowd‘s out-roars
The way I fantasize her, oh no!
But from where is she coming from, no one knows?
So for now...
It isn‘t gonna flow, it isn‘t gonna glow, it gonna go,
it wont ‘cause it‘s loud, loud, loud, loud, loud.....