Live a Little Longer
Song by Yarin Primak
Album
Instrument
Video Theme
Genre
BPM
78
What's the thing called when you meet somebody
And you feel like you're walking on a cloud?
And every step you made all your life, wrong or right,
Led you to this place right here, right now?
You know, it's like when you're at work
And you said to yourself "you know,
I'm gonna have a good time and I'm gonna go out",
So you put on your favorite shoes
Or you put on your favorite jeans
And you get into the mood
And you pull up to the club,
And there's a long line but you don't care
Because you can get a thomp-thomp-thomp outside those doors.
And you get that feeling all over again
And you get that chill up your spine
Because the DJ is playing your favorite songs back to back
And you're not in yet, but soon you know you're gonna be.
Oh man, what's the feeling called again?
What's that feeling called, when finally you're in
And you're standing in the middle of the floor
And you open your arms real wide to accept those vibes,
All those positive vibes,
And your family's there and all those people
That experiencing the same thing that you are experiencing,
That moment in time?
What's that called again?
What's that called, when one minute you're on one side of the room
And the next minute you're on the other
And you're not quite sure how you got there
But you know somehow, someway, you travel through the sound
And you do some twists and some turns,
And next thing you know, you're upside-down and...
Oh man, what's that called again?
Whatever it is, I like it.
I like it a lot.
Man, what's that called,
When your heart starts beating faster and faster
And your feet keeps moving,
And you know you should sit down but you can't,
Because the DJ just started playing them Afro sounds,
You know, those Afro sounds with the bongos and congas and the shake-shake-shake?
Some people call it a blessing and some people call it a disease,
Because it spreads around like an epidemic, you know,
And it bring you to your knees
And there's no cure,
There's no remedy,
There's no pill you can pop to get rid of that rhythm,
That thing the flows through your blood.
And It's not gonna kill you,
It'll only make you breathe a little harder and live a little longer.
And you feel like you're walking on a cloud?
And every step you made all your life, wrong or right,
Led you to this place right here, right now?
You know, it's like when you're at work
And you said to yourself "you know,
I'm gonna have a good time and I'm gonna go out",
So you put on your favorite shoes
Or you put on your favorite jeans
And you get into the mood
And you pull up to the club,
And there's a long line but you don't care
Because you can get a thomp-thomp-thomp outside those doors.
And you get that feeling all over again
And you get that chill up your spine
Because the DJ is playing your favorite songs back to back
And you're not in yet, but soon you know you're gonna be.
Oh man, what's the feeling called again?
What's that feeling called, when finally you're in
And you're standing in the middle of the floor
And you open your arms real wide to accept those vibes,
All those positive vibes,
And your family's there and all those people
That experiencing the same thing that you are experiencing,
That moment in time?
What's that called again?
What's that called, when one minute you're on one side of the room
And the next minute you're on the other
And you're not quite sure how you got there
But you know somehow, someway, you travel through the sound
And you do some twists and some turns,
And next thing you know, you're upside-down and...
Oh man, what's that called again?
Whatever it is, I like it.
I like it a lot.
Man, what's that called,
When your heart starts beating faster and faster
And your feet keeps moving,
And you know you should sit down but you can't,
Because the DJ just started playing them Afro sounds,
You know, those Afro sounds with the bongos and congas and the shake-shake-shake?
Some people call it a blessing and some people call it a disease,
Because it spreads around like an epidemic, you know,
And it bring you to your knees
And there's no cure,
There's no remedy,
There's no pill you can pop to get rid of that rhythm,
That thing the flows through your blood.
And It's not gonna kill you,
It'll only make you breathe a little harder and live a little longer.