Z-Pinch - Strke First Burst Forth Lyrics

I'm in the club moving to the floor
Beat pulsates and rocks me to the core
So I explore, doors to transcend
States to ascend, dancing takes me to it
Blasting through it, enhancing the soul
Decanting the toil of the grind, unwind
Diluting it down, the sound breaking
Earth quaking in the veins
Synchronicity tamed as we attain the next level
Get up lets go revell cos we jusy dont know
What comes round the corner, turns up tomorrow
Beg steal and borrow, just to get in
Now your living, unfurrow the brow, time is now
No regrets, Just respect from the crew
As we bust new moves show and prove
Flowing to the old school groove

Strike first burst forth
Code red in force
Dash pass sentries
Enter front and centre
Music send you to a frenzy
Emergency call the Doctor
Need Smelling salts and water
Dancehall slaughter, bodies get hotter
Sweat drops from the ceiling
Place is heaving, no one's leaving

Time to rise up~line up to throwdown
Showdown, no slowdown, pick up the pace
High energy dim light place
Slim fit jeans, he rocks
Skin tight dress she's hot
And it's kicking off
Estro testro furnace, doesn't burn us
We just glow hotter in the infra red
We caught you sensed you with my doppler
Stopped you in your tracks
As the beat dropped, sweet spot, year dot
The feeling's timeless, knew I could rhyme this
Peeling back layers, reminiscing with the players
Couldn't care less, fare best as we chirps
Scan the floor looking for romance
Scant chance declined, but keep going
Don't sink, keep rowing
Champage flowing, High rolling

Strike first burst forth
Code red in force
Dash pass sentries
Enter front and centre
Music send you to a frenzy
Emergency call the Doctor
Need Smelling salts and water
Dancehall slaughter, bodies get hotter
Sweat drops from the ceiling
Place is heaving, no one's leaving

Dancers gyrate, hypnotic but no trance state
Exotic, like being awake in a dreamscape
In control of your body, without weight
Gyrate as the pulse slides through
Grind hard, you know what to do
Theres a few who flow with it
The same ones that always give it
100, thats the number, It's no wonder
The heat's rising, discrete eyes
Make contact, not wrong that
Through songs we express, release stress
Redress, the work life imbalance
Enhance, has to be the goal
Footwork in control, spinning in a rush
Your in it, the mush pit, join the crush
Grin and bear it, tear it a new one,
Love life, have fun.

Strike first burst forth
Code red in force
Dash pass sentries
Enter front and centre
Music send you to a frenzy
Emergency call the Doctor
Need Smelling salts and water
Dancehall slaughter, bodies get hotter
Sweat drops from the ceiling
Place is heaving, no one's leaving