20 bpm

You want the streets at midnight
You want to shine in dim light
Those walks are made for poets
Don’t look like you don’t know it

You want a soul survivor
You want a beauty parlour
A space to last forever
No blues can lose the colour

(It all makes sense in the end)

Oh baby don’t you know
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
When things are getting slow
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Make a crazy prediction
Melt the facts with the fiction
Underground with perfection
Baby make the connection
Another 20 bpm in your life
It’s alright

You want the diamond clover
You want the bosa nova
You never end the sway
Until you won me over

You dream under the pillow
You write your name in silver
A wall is built for poets
Don’t look like you don’t know it

Oh baby don’t you know (hey hey)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
When things are getting slow (hey hey)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Make a crazy prediction
Melt the science with fiction
Underground with perfection
Baby make the connection
Another 20 bpm in your life
It’s alright

Oh baby don’t you know
When things are getting slow oh oh oh

Oh baby don’t you know (hey hey)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
When things are getting slow (hey hey)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Make a crazy prediction
Melt the facts with the fiction
Underground with perfection
Honey make the connection
Another 20 bpm in your life
It’s alright