Level B4

DOWN! DOWN! TAKE IT DOWN! DOWN! DOWN! UNDERGROUND! Clock strikes twelve, the shutters close Everybody leaves, but nobody goes Follow the noise past the security gate Three floors down and we're running late Concrete walls and a leaking pipe Somebody's got the speakers wired up right No velvet ropes, no dress-code check Just a hundred heads and a shaking deck LEVEL B4! GIVE ME SOME MORE! FEEL THAT BASS COMING THROUGH THE FLOOR! LEVEL B4! WHAT YOU WAITING FOR? WE DON'T NEED THE SKY WHEN WE'RE UNDER THE FLOOR! B! FOUR! B! FOUR! B! FOUR! GIMME MORE! Some guy's dancing on a traffic cone Girl by the pillar got her headphones on Security's knocking on the loading door Nobody hears him on level B4 Two blown fuses, smoke in the hall Generator coughing by the concrete wall Somebody shouts that the cops are near DJ turns around and grins from ear to ear They can cut the lights They can lock the gate They can shut us down But they're already late! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! LEVEL B4! GIVE ME SOME MORE! FEEL THAT BASS COMING THROUGH THE FLOOR! LEVEL B4! WHAT YOU WAITING FOR? WE DON'T NEED THE SKY WHEN WE'RE UNDER THE FLOOR! DOWN! DOWN! TAKE IT DOWN! DOWN! DOWN! UNDERGROUND!