Yeah

Yeah. The last seat calling your name loud enough, impatient enough.

Yeah. A cloudy-movable-party going up, going down.It's good, It's now.

Yeah. Wake up your friends 'cause hot n' cold share the same asylum tonight.

Yeah. Bosses are not plastic anymore. They dance, they sing. They are stupid. Stupid-happy.

Yeah. So ecstasiated. Damn ! We should have a camera...

But I got a body, in the right place, in the right time.

Hell yeah . Advanced-dancing-moves are blasting Dj !

Fuck Yeah. Pumpin' floor, pumpin' heart.
If life had an end, In the end, Would be a band there, and they would call them The Doors.

Final Yeah. We're not the 70's hipsters , We're not the maggots from Tarantino movies and we're not role models. We're new, brand new. We fuck life before it fucks us. We break rules 'cause chaos can produce reflection.

And I gotta say...You wouldn't imagine how life is wonderful. At least, In our minds.