When the Drums - The Jazz June

When the drums kick in

And the bass starts rumbling

Low like a train

When the shit kicks in and the

Microphone’s on fire

And your insides just got smoked

You wanna make a bet

But it’s the money you already spent

When the change takes charge and

The music is brighter and closer

To who we are

This sound drowns slowly

It’s symbiotic

It calls attention to the tornaquet

That was wrapped around your head

So take those headphones and put

Them on just put them right on

It pulls you slowly to the music

The music of who we are