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 you thinking to be re-arranged Could it be that you would understand those beat to which we dance More clearly had you been given the chance So as you struggle to find the feel with your feet
Ask yourself…………can you dance to my beat (to my beat) 12x
Watch us get down to this groove with a afro-funk feel While we get hiiiiigh to a rhythm with spiritual appeal Expressions of freedom from the descendants of slaves God gives us the strength for new horizons we must breathe First bondage than mental now financially oppressed With this beat we dance we know we’ve passed the test So as you struggle to catch the rhythm with your feet
Ask yourself…………can you dance to my beat (to my beat) 16x
The rhythm… rhythm… 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 beats, our words our melodies, our gifts From the givers of those gifts, We’re merely the terminals through which they have passed So as you struggle to catch the rhythm with your feet,
Ask yourself, can you really dance to my beat (to my beat) 5x (the rhythm) 8x (to my beat, the rhythm, to my beat) 4x (to my beat) 8x