Palm Beach Banga

As we dance to a beat that seems out of time To the one you feel in the metronome of your mind Does it offend you that our rhythm looks strange Or causes your thinking to be rearranged ? Could it be that you would understand to speak to which we dance More clearly had you been given a chance? So as you struggle to find the feel with your feet Ask yourself Can you dance to my beat? To my beat, to my beat, to my beat Dance to my beat, to my beat, to my beat, to my beat Dance to my beat, to my beat, to my beat, to my beat Dance to my beat, to my beat, to my beat, to my beat Watch us get down to this grove with an afro-funk feel While we get high to a rhythm with spiritual appeal Expressions of freedom from the descendants of slave God gives us the strength for new horizons we must bring First bondage, then mental, now financially oppressed With this beat we dance, we know we've passed the test So ask yourself Can you dance to my beat? To my beat, to my beat, to my beat Dance to my beat, to my beat, to my beat, to my beat Dance to my beat, to my beat, to my beat, to my beat Dance to my beat, to my beat, to my beat, to my beat Dance to my beat, to my beat, to my beat, to my beat Dance to my beat, to my beat, to my beat, to my beat Dance to my beat, to my beat, to my beat, to my beat Dance to my beat, to my beat, to my beat, to my beat The rhythm, the rhythm, the rhythm is our power section The freedom we feel in our soul We dance to learn those lessons as our story continues to unfold Our beat, our words, our melodies are gifts from the givers of those gifts So as you struggle to find the feel with your feet Ask yourself Can you dance to my beat? (Can you?) To my beat So as you struggle to find the feel with your feet Ask yourself Can you really, really dance to my beat? --- Palm Beach Banga - FISHER