Intro
static in the alley, boots on the floor
late night city, always asking for more
organ grooving hot, kicks in my chest
slide guitar bending, never giving us rest
horns trade shouts with the rhythm’s fire
lost in this groove that just climbs higher
open up your ears, it’s a signal, a sign
we are noise, crossing every line
we are noise
Outro
running wild past the lines
glow in our veins and untamed signs
bass creeping low under colored skies
drift on the sound as the brass band flies
we are noise, can you feel it now
rattle the ground and break it down
no stopping, no hush, let the truth resound
we are noise, spinning all around
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