There’s no time better for me than getting sweaty in a club weekly,
Seeing laser lights whizzing past me, my eyes & ears are perceptive to these,
Wonderful feelings I encounter as I let out a scream, with no grace at all just so naturally!
“Whoo hoo!” No aires here as my soul shakes rumbling from the bass,

Bringing happy faces to the crowd as they stomp their feet,
Through my heart & stomach my blood gallops writhing as it paces
Trying to keep up with the frantic beats,
That scatter like a wood peckers banter in the high tall trees, 

Get the fit crew dancing & we can create a breeze,
We’re all here as one again & dancing the air as we grope,
Beckoning mates from the sides so they can contract this disease,
Moving like kids again we’re skipping on the rope,

Jumping in our playground just like school kid camaraderie,
Etcetera etcetera as we come light as a feather,
We want this feeling forever you see to be,
As we look over to our mates who glance back knowingly

Just right where you are yeah, give me it there yeah, top bloke ya hear?!

Swinging round the club in some kind of dream,
Talking to new friends but when the club ends it seems,
A foot two feet tapping it don’t stop then,
If your body would let you you would go it again,

But time is to go now as the lights they all rise
Can’t let it all go but your legs are red raw
You see the in disappointment but you do know the score,
It still whistles in your ears though & you know you want more

& the memory it pickles sponsored by sarsons,
But by the way your head tickles you can tell it was awesome,
As the sweat it dribbles down you & into a drain,
Mind you not though that was definitely insane,

Now just one week to go until you do it all once again