| Laid back
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| I relapse on those days past
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| Cos time flies fast when your mashed
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| Wondering how long the night will last
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| And I ask myself where those days have gone
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| Don’t seem that long since I was dancing in the field
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| Smoking like cheech and chong
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| Tryna figure out right from wrong
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| Forever living on in my memory like a DJ crowd stealer
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| They say times a healer but I still remember the days ravers wore fearless
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| And for those moments there was no segrogation
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| Yeah sure we had bad boys but even they felt the music inhalation
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| Love, peace and unity was the message
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| They had it written on their t-shirts
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| Stomping in dirt 'til their feet hurt
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| And when a certain tune kicked in, the crowd went beserke
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| Never before had I felt such belonging
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| It’s like since the day I was born this is what I was longing
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| With my hands in the air as the rave is rocking
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| I can’t believe that was over a decade ago
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| Compared, todays tempo, the music sounds so slow
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| But I still love it though, that much I know
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| So I turn it up a little louder
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| And feel a little prouder
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| 'Cause reminiscing the rush is better than any white powder
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| It’s funny how time can fly
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| A moment can pass you by
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| But I’m just easy
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| Yeah I’m just easy
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| I relax and I close my eyes
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| I have sounds I can visualise
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| But I’m just easy
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| Yeah I’m just easy
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| I can still picture the day I went out and bought a ticket
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| Staring at it and thinkin about the night, I’m gona go and kick it
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| I’m not kidding
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| I was ready to ride the rhythm
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| And do the things that were forbidden
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| 'Cause my dad used to say live is for the living
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| And when you’re in the moment all is forgiven
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| And those words are so true
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| I’m not sure this is quite what he meant
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| But hey, I had nothing to lose and very litte to prove
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| So I put on my dancing shoes
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| And got hype for some sample grooves
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| Pulling off running man moves
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| At one with the hardcore tunes
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| I raved all night like a loon
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| And by the light of the moon we congregated like ants
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| Each of us had one thing in mind and that was to dance
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| Lost in a trance
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| The evening enhanced by lazers, talking with stranges
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| Cause you see in this place it seemed like there was no hidden dangers
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| Waffling for ages, sniffing poppers and mixed vapours
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| Echanging numbers written on bits of papers
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| Your new best mate was a raver
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| United together by mcing and djing
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| Remember forever
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| As it seems like yesterday
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| It’s funny how time can fly
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| A moment can pass you by
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| But I’m just easy
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| Yeah I’m just easy
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| I relax and I close my eyes
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| I have sounds I can visualise
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| But I’m just easy
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| Yeah I’m just easy
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| Now I’m thinking bout piling into my mates car
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| We stick a flyer in the window so all the ravers no exactly who we are
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| Travelling from afar
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| It’s bizarre
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| But on road tar we convoy with clevers that we’re heading to the north star
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| Prepared with no hold to bar
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| We’re always ready to go
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| Tape in the stereo cranked up loud just to let the world know
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| Bouncing in our seats in time to the beats
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| A weekend release
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| Like a raving retreat
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| I feel I’m at peace
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| It’s funny how time can fly
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| A moment can pass you by
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| But I’m just easy
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| Yeah I’m just easy
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| I relax and I close my eyes
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| I have sounds I can visualise
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| But I’m just easy
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| Yeah I’m just easy |