Feelin' Alright
Come on everybody, we're gonna' have a good time, yeah,
Gimmie' all the love that's in ya', I'm gonna' give ya' mine.
I wanna' hear some hand clappin', I want you to get in the groove,
We're gonna' play this footstompin' music, everybody get up and groove, yeah.
Oooo-Oooo, Oooo-oooo.
Oooo-Oooo, Oooo-oooo.
Oooo-Oooo, Oooo-oooo.
Oooo-Oooo, Oooo-oooo.
Oooo-Oooo, Oooo-oooo.
Oooo-Oooo, Oooo-oooo.
Oooo-Oooo, Oooo-oooo.
Does everybody want to?
Does everybody want to?
Does everybody want to?
Does everybody want to?
Does everybody want to?
Does everybody want to?
Oooo-Oooo, Oooo-oooo.
Come on right now.
Oooo-Oooo, Oooo-oooo.
Everybody.
Oooo-Oooo, Oooo-oooo.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Ooo-Ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo.
Oh, yeah.
Ooo-Ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo.
Yeah.
Ooo-Ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ooo-Ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo.
Ooo-Ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo.
Ooo-Ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo.
Oooooooooooo-ooo.
Ooo-Ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo.
Ooo-Ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo-ooo, Ooo.
We recommend: No Flow
Some were always held and had a fire to keep them warm
Some are born to poverty with no roof above their head
Some are facing suicide and wishin' they were dead
There are those with flowing rivers right outside their door
Refugees in boats who may never reach the shore
Some pray for rain and the pay for it in blood
When it rains for forty days we are all victims of the flood
Somewhere a brave heart must survive
Yes someday the truth will bury the lie
Yah somewhere a brave heart must survive
Too many here