Lyrics: Warehouse

Bit of time traveling through dance music this week:

WAREHOUSE raving, glow-stick waving, hands in the air shouting acieeeeed!
Whole crowd moving, bass-bins booming, beat banging hard will make ya ears bleed.
Jungle on the track, it’s the beat hijack, rave, hardcore, we all D’n’B-ed.
Sound of the underground, something new to be found, never gonna gonna stop it, no, it’s the new breed.

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One thought on “Lyrics: Warehouse

  1. MC Screwdriver says:

    Words making sounds making pictures in my brain
    Warehouse of images stacked on every plane
    The conception inception lucid dreaming thought train
    Reality of loss forgotten when I dream of what I gain

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