[Verse 1] [Flat, spoken] The Potato Festival planning committee requested a standard event. Instead, they received a vision from a resident dance floor dynamo. Dave looks at the clear blue sky and finds it entirely unacceptable. He states the nineteenseventies were structurally inadequate. He requires one hundred industrial fog units immediately. He refuses to explain where a civilian acquires one hundred smoke machines. He simply gestures toward the wasteland and says the groove demands it. [Chorus] [Flat, spoken] The objective is to bring back physical evidence that Dave is happy. [Audience Cheering] [Singing, heavy groove] One hundred machines to choke out the sun. A foggy fiesta where the breathing is done. Because Dave believes in a singular truth: The volume of smoke is directly proportional to the groove. [Verse 2] [Flat, spoken] AK and Deda arrived at the perimeter to conduct a formal site audit. They expressed immediate administrative disapproval regarding the lack of oxygen. Deda cited three separate health ordinances while coughing violently into his sleeve. However, the sonic pressure of the bassline bypassed Anna-Karin's regulatory defenses. The data indicates an immediate 400 percent increase in hip-swinging velocity. [Increase in musical beats] [Audience Cheering] She is currently rotating her joints rhythmically within the dense gray particulate. Deda has ceased his auditing to stare blankly into the vapor. [Audience Cheering] -YOU GO ANNA KARIN! SHAKE THAT ASS! [Audience Cheering] [Chorus] [Flat, spoken] The objective has shifted to documenting Anna-Karin's sudden industrial compliance. [Singing, heavy groove] One hundred machines to choke out the sun. A foggy fiesta where the breathing is done. Because Dave believes in a singular truth: THAT ANNA-KARIN STOLE THE COSMIC DANCE FLOOR GROOVE! [Audience Cheering] -YOUVE GOT THAT GROOVE BABE! [Audience Cheering] -HIT IT -SHAKE THAT ASS [Audience Cheering Louder] [Bridge] [Extended Slap Bass Solo - Heavy Clavinet Interlude] [Whispered, completely monotone] Please do not attempt to issue a safety citation to Anna-Karin while she is in the zone. Deda is currently adjusting his glasses but the visibility is zero. If you lose sight of the management team, follow the sound of the hips swinging. There are no refunds if the administration becomes permanently absorbed by the rhythm. Please clear the dance floor for executive maneuvers. [Outro] The fog has achieved maximum density. Deda has lost his clipboard. Anna-Karin is still operating at peak aerodynamic efficiency in the mist. Dave notes that this is the highest level of regulatory approval he has ever received. [Audience Cheering Louder] [Screaming] -ANNA KARIN BABY! -HOLY SHIT -WHAT A MOVE [Audience Cheering Louder] -BOUNCE THOSE PILLOWS! [Audience Cheering Louder] [Bass pops to a sudden stop] [End]
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