Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A History of Modern Dance, artist - Open Mike Eagle. Album song Dark Comedy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.06.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
A History of Modern Dance |
First step is intention, second step is a glance |
Then divine intervention |
Mixing science religion |
Pretending like we giants |
Promise I was the biggest |
For the lovers of dancing, this is color enhancing |
Two strangers passing on the metro, what were the chances |
People walk into circles |
Every audience listens |
They taking turns judging, everybody got issues |
I be moving my feet and on varied tables I’m eating on |
Up, we’re cutting a rug, was it something I said |
Put on Erykah’s album, I can tear up a mountain |
Get your eagle on, naw, more peregrine falcon |
They sit in the darkness |
They connect they courting naked in different apartments |
Don’t say nothing that’s awkward |
Take them up on that offer |
And you’ll be partnered up for life flying up in a saucer |
And they trying to cat daddy, I’m hella allergic |
I’ve been doing my research, so I know that move |
I studied them all |
I seen that swing |
I’ve been watching it for hours, so don’t get too close |
She kick real high |
They swing real low |
I done been in that position so I know that spell |
I read that book |
I know those lines, I see 'em coming back around |
First step is intention, second step is a glance |
Then divine intervention |
Mix of science religion |
Environmentalist dance, make 'em sign a petition |
For the lovers of dancing, this is color enhancing |
Two strangers passing on the freeway, what were the chances |
Don’t be acting embarrassed, that’s the whackest awareness |
They get it in before their skin starts cracking and tearing |
Heaven’s not for the living |
Ordained reverend and comparative monster religion |
Sit in my pews |
Cruise ship in the Pacific, we can bend the rules |
And do the Transylvania boogie to forbidden blues |
She did the peanut butter jelly, ain’t nobody looking |
The soul train line’s long and it’s sloppy and crooked |
The chicken noodle soup and poodle skirt and hula hooping |
The bullshit’s twerking, you wanna see the Juicy Fruit |
Ain’t no keeping a distance, murdered the shadow |
I’ve been doing my research, so I know that move |
I studied them all |
I seen that swing |
I’ve been watching it for hours, so don’t get too close |
She kick real high |
They swing real low |
I done been in that position so I know that spell |
I read that book |
I know those lines, I see 'em coming back around |
We can do it for safety like a factory worker |
Trying to balance a beam |
Skirt’s floating cause she’s twirling around in a dream |
It’s the easiest hustle |
You catch a swing and then you squeeze your trapezius muscles |
It takes a year or two |
Your old friends you done found yourself getting nearer to |
Who wants to hear the truth |
Well you can do the wop |
And plug us in, we got it poppin' in computer shops |
First step is intention, second step is a glance |
Then divine intervention |
Mixing science religion |
Pretending like we giants |
Promise I was the biggest |
For the lovers of dancing, this is color enhancing |
Two strangers passing in the hallway, what were the chances |