You move so recklessly, but there will always be
Something in your ignorance that really seems to sell itself
Spinning carelessly between your days, trust me
We don't have time to burn, you really ought 'a know that well
It's my time to speak my mind
Get up, get off the floor, we've seen this all before
Where is the sound of progress?
Get off the floor, we've seen this all before
Where is the sound of progress?
The time for games is over
Seems my melodies will always lose their shape
Amongst the mess you leave between your broken verse
A simple mistake, an easy one to make
And if you'd like to sing the song it's best to know it first
It's my place to choose the game
Get up, get off the floor, we've seen this all before
Where is the sound of progress?
Get off the floor, we've seen this all before
Where is the sound of progress?
The time for games is over
Hey! No matter how you've tried to change your ways
You're desperate now, better go, go, go get another one
There surely can't be fingers scratching the door?!
And I don't believe my eyes still frame this dead game of time
And off the floor, we've seen this all before
Where is the sound of progress?
Get off the floor, we've seen this all before
Where is the sound of progress?
My friend, I know your games
You my friend, I know your games
And there isn't time, there isn't time for this
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