[Intro - slap bass, wah guitar, congas, horn stabs] [Verse 1] Lights are low and the floor is hot, I'm giving everything that I got. Syncopated rhythm in the bone, A midnight frequency you've never known. Hear the snap of the string, the crack of the kit, We're building a fire, just a little bit. Watch the guitars slide through the air, You can feel the electricity everywhere. [Chorus] Feel the pulse, feel the electric heat! Moving your soul to the funky beat! (Hey! Hey!) Let it ride on the groove, let it take control! Rock and roll with a funky soul! (Go! Go!) [Verse 2] Saturated tubes and a plate-snare ring, You can hear the ghost in the machine sing. Wide in the mix from the left to the right, We're gonna keep it grooving all through the night. Brass is screaming in a neon burst, Slake the hunger, quench the thirst. Nothing fake and nothing cold, Just that classic analog gold. [Chorus] Feel the pulse, feel the electric heat! Moving your soul to the funky beat! (Hey! Hey!) Let it ride on the groove, let it take control! Rock and roll with a funky soul! (Go! Go!) [Bridge - half-time, Hammond B3, brass punches] Down in the pocket, down in the hole, This is where we find the soul. One for the rhythm, two for the ride, Nowhere for the groove to hide. [Extended vamp, horn riffs, wah guitar] [Final Chorus] Feel the pulse, feel the electric heat! Moving your soul to the funky beat! (Hey! Hey!) Let it ride on the groove, let it take control! Rock and roll with a funky soul! (Go! Go!) Feel the pulse, feel the electric heat! Moving your soul to the funky beat! (Hey! Hey!) Let it ride on the groove, let it take control! Rock and roll with a funky soul! (Go! Go!) [Outro] Keep it pulsing, keep it alive. Yeah, we're still here. Pulse! (Pulse! Pulse!) Get gone now. Yeah!