Cut down to size, there’s no surprise; back-workings of quite the appetite
First in line, last of a kind, yet ever simplistic when magnified
They’re dragging on your reigns, for the very sake of motion
To end the working days, gotta have a pin fall out of place
You’re here to take the stage, and flare the commotion
You’re in a modern age, why leave anything to wait?
Who knew that I could bear on greater minds;
Who never said anything were they given the time?
Fell from the hive, to luxury life, the tastes deliciously cryptified
Jumping the line, only to find there’s hardly room for compromise
‘Cause you’ve never run the games, and you better take the notion
That you’re gambling your days, and a casino never pays
Still yet to be outplayed in this flux of emotion
You’re in a modern age, why leave anything to wait?
Who knew that I could bear on greater minds;
Who never said anything were they given the time?
And I sold my skin, all my material things, to feed my family
Sold my volition to carry on
French band flesh out the straightforward thrills of house music with rich tones and dynamic arrangements flecked with jazz, funk, and soul. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 18, 2024