Shakey!

Shaking on down the street, hearing that recognisable beat
Watching the way you shake those hips, unmistakable walkin style
Strut on the dirt road, float on through the tree's and hug every stranger you meet.
Oh, watchin you go down that way, seeing everything in-play. You're subtle hints and sneaky prods and pokes at sexual fantasies.
Pull in closer, merge and soar away.
Shakin on down the street, hearing that recognisable beat.
An irresistible tune flows on and echoes throughout the wilderness, and I glide.
Amazing, so enchanting. Shakey... shakey...

Failure, I'm going too fast
Millions of thoughts per second, brainwaves travelling beyond light-speed.
I am sick of looking at death, he sickens me.
The way I look at myself is the way others will percieve me.
The way I look at myself, I will see in others.
The way I am, will be my world.

Stupid tick bite.. itchy itchy.