Move That Thing (Feat. Stella Jones)

Move that thing

Move that thing, to da rhythm of da musec
Move that thing, to da fonky beat!
Move that thing, to da rhythm of da musec
Move that thing, to da fonky beat!
I am watching you
I can see all the things you do
When your nightmares are coming true
I'm watching you
I am painting you
In greys and blues
From the shadows of the few
I'm painting you
Move that thing, to da rhythm of da musec
Move that thing, to da fonky beat!
Move that thing, to da rhythm of da musec
Move that thing, to da fonky beat!

Move that thing
Move that thing
Move that thing
You got crazy eyes
Like a fire deep inside
You cradle the world between your thighs
You got crazy eyes
I'm calling you
But I know you'll never do
What everybody expects of you
I am calling you
Move that thing, to da rhythm of da musec
Move that thing, to da fonky beat!
Move that thing, to da rhythm of da musec
Move that thing, to da fonky beat!

And I'm wondering how does it feel - when you come down
And I'm wondering how - on the break down
knowing there's no touching you right now
In a tin crown, on the break down

Move that thing, to da rhythm of da musec
Move that thing, to da fonky beat!
Move that thing, to da rhythm of da musec
Move that thing, to da fonky beat!