Text: John Reuben. Move.

Move, if you want it, come get it, just move
Go ahead, turn it up and move
Just raise the volume, you know what to do
Hey you just

Everybody in the place, clear space
Tonight's the only night this night will take place
No time to waste, let's not worry about time
Stop the clock, it's fine, keep it at nine
I'm in the mood to not just do the typical
I'm in the mood to not just follow the ritual
Even at the risk of being dissed the base of ridicule
Pesimists be dismissed, there's no room for the sinical

'Cause now a days, music's too political
And maybe just a bit too predictable
The repetition, repetition, repetition
Man, I'm just kidding or am I?
I'll leave that for you to decide
Take it back, like counter-clockwise, no surprise
It's just that good old-fashioned
Horseplay passion to keep the party crackin'

Move, if you want it, come get it, just move
Go ahead, turn it up and move
Just raise the volume, you know what to do
Hey you just
Move, if you want it, come get it, just move
Go ahead, turn it up and move
Just raise the volume, you know what to do
Hey you just

Yo, frolickin' through your metropolitan
With some new idears for my peers to wallow in
But what I brought to the table is hard to swallow in
You don't have a mind of your own and are only followin'
Aw, man please don't call me conservative
God creates, man just perverts it
Even though I know I'm far from perfect
I exercise my right to be creative when I word it

Observe from a distance come inside if you're inclined
Feel the surge of the elements combined
Jump start the system with unearthly wisdom
Or advanced the liberal peaking they are older than tradition
Sound nice? If not, check your sound device
I think turning it up is sound advice
That's right, go ahead, turn it up and
Yeah, go ahead, turn it up and

Move, if you want it, come get it, just move
Go ahead, turn it up and move
Just raise the volume, you know what to do
Hey you just
Move, if you want it, come get it, just move
Go ahead, turn it up and move
Just raise the volume, you know what to do
Hey you just

Ladies, gentlemen, children, front
Till the back, to the middle in
All areas in between, you're the one and only
You still go ahead and do your thing
The box we've been playing in is boring
So let's step outside and start exploring
I'm in a '91 Chevy van, touring
If the spot's not hot, we'll torch it 'til it's scortching

That's not a sure thing, more just sub-wording
To make me sound good and pep up the recording
According to my calculations, if I'm correct
Good things lie directly ahead
As the crow flies so do I
Straight to the point until I arrive
Reporting live to your radio inside your room
Reminding you to please remember to

Move, if you want it, come get it, just move
Go ahead, turn it up and move
Just raise the volume, you know what to do
Hey you just
Move, if you want it, come get it, just move
Go ahead, turn it up and move
Just raise the volume, you know what to do
Hey you just

Move, if you want it, come get it, just move
Go ahead, turn it up and move
Just raise the volume, you know what to do
Hey you just
Move, if you want it, come get it, just move
Go ahead, turn it up and move
Just raise the volume, you know what to do
Hey you just