At The Royal Club Lyrics - 1999 |
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We are at the top now, release a heavy beat
Let the drum kit suffer, in breaks and tricks
It is all, in your hands
All about sex
Some kind of drug
A musical medication
A kind of meditation
Put on them fourtyfours
Get into something smooth
Follow the rhythm tight
Suck this feeling
It is alright
It is so fine
You keep repeating
A kind of meditation
Me addicted and precious almost like love
Moving closer
Getting deeper
Falling into trance
Me an artist
Supreme addict in love
Moving closer
Getting deeper
Falling into trance
