Lyrics: It'll be alright It'll be alright It'll be alright Let's make it up as I go, a poetic license to kill The world is washing away, so come and dance with me Take this moment (It's all or nothing) And flex your teeth (All or nothing) Shake up the known world You better believe that it's out of control Shaking your hips and shaking your bones Angel of death, well she's holding us close It's two for the money and one for the show It'll be alright It'll be alright It'll be alright I cannot leave it alone I know I'm bleeding the note This house is on fire So we should stay warm Well time can wound all heals but let's not talk of that now With every silver lining, there must be a cloud Take this moment (It's all or nothing) And flex your teeth (All or nothing) Shake up the known world You better believe that it's out of control Shaking your hips and shaking your bones Angel of death, well she's holding us close It's two for the money and one for the show You gotta dance with me! You gotta leave me to it! (get your legs out!) You gotta dance! Now we understand, all in all, we got to love Dance! dance!
I ain't a Christian but if this is worship then I'll see you bright early at church tomorrow.
Catchy chorus and the drums be sounding fresh af
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Fantastic as always!
Lyrics:
It'll be alright
It'll be alright
It'll be alright
Let's make it up as I go, a poetic license to kill
The world is washing away, so come and dance with me
Take this moment (It's all or nothing)
And flex your teeth (All or nothing)
Shake up the known world
You better believe that it's out of control
Shaking your hips and shaking your bones
Angel of death, well she's holding us close
It's two for the money and one for the show
It'll be alright
It'll be alright
It'll be alright
I cannot leave it alone
I know I'm bleeding the note
This house is on fire
So we should stay warm
Well time can wound all heals but let's not talk of that now
With every silver lining, there must be a cloud
Take this moment (It's all or nothing)
And flex your teeth (All or nothing)
Shake up the known world
You better believe that it's out of control
Shaking your hips and shaking your bones
Angel of death, well she's holding us close
It's two for the money and one for the show
You gotta dance with me!
You gotta leave me to it! (get your legs out!)
You gotta dance!
Now we understand, all in all, we got to love
Dance! dance!
Пушка!!
only 50,000 hits on spotify, the world has bad taste in music man