Clubland (Kristine W.)

With all that jazz The music now it never sleeps The base hums beneath your feet Hurry up and grab a groove It pulls you out your shoes Hey...DJ play my song Everybody's gonna sing along Let it out, blow it strong You got to blow your own horn Frankfurt and Hollywood They own the underground like they should Dance, Jungle, House and Trance You got to blow your own horn Down in clubland Underground in clubland You want to blow your own horn It's alive in clubland Never dies in clubland You got to blow your own horn Feel the sweat from the body heat Hmm, Every weekend you retreat Gather one and gather all Go ahead and blow your own horn Brush the sleep back from your eyes Every night's a big surprise We're going to greet the morning skies It's a show let it go Every night you re-invent what you really want to be He's a she but we all agree It's a party Blow your own horn Down in clubland Underground in clubland You want to blow your own horn It's alive in clubland Never dies in clubland You got to blow your own horn Hurry, Hurry, Hurry You got to blow your own horn Oowe, Oowe, Oowe You got to blow your own horn You got to blow your own horn Go ahead and blow your own horn Every night you re-invent what you really want to be He's a she but we all agree It's a party Blow your own horn Down in clubland Underground in clubland You want to blow your own horn It's alive in clubland Never dies in clubland You got to blow your own horn