Do You Feel the Energy - Back to the Old Skool Rave Daze

Do You Feel the Energy -

Back to the Old Skool Rave Daze



Sherbet dip, acid on the tounge,
tiny poppers, blaggers, gabbers.
Hardcore, acid-house, forever raving
strong.

Baggies all the rage, bucket hats
baseball caps: Adidass, and Cappa,
reflecting in the dark.
A guy with white gloves, and retro
shades, back - sliding, he defiantly
left his mark.

Lazer beams and strobes lighting
up the night. I see silhouettes of
ravers all ages. together in unity.

Dancing until the morning light.

All one place, all one people, unifying
in musical heaven.


Sherbet - acid on the tounge. Dancing
from 9 p. m. unnti well past eleven.

3 miles of cars in traffic jams, heading
to a party location.
Tunes on the stereo, preparing for hours
of musical evolution.

On farmers land we lost ourselves in the
hardcore beats and rhythm.
Passing around joints to friends, and
anything else we give them.

Do you feel the energy.
Back to the old skool, rave daze.

Listening to the baseline, as the happy
hardcore kicks in, as we lose all control to
this musical faze.

Sweat dripping from long haired dredds
eyes wixe from the ecstacy rush to the brain.
As the beats drives you insane.

D. J. Mikey Finn, hard on the mixing decs. M. C.
hot on the mic, ripping off his lyrical riff.
Dancers dressed in robotic suits, flips and
corrects

Sherbet - dip, acid on the tounge.

'Oi mate, what ya' on,
not and where ya ' from?? Acrobats swing
from railings.

Rave bots, and a crazy circus clown.
Every one raving to good vibes, are really
getting down.

Do you feel the rythem? Sherbet - dip,
acid on the tounge.

Oi mate ave' ya got any tabs, or anything
you can give'em.

Come and get your gurn on. Acid on the tounge.
Doves in baggies: smiely faces everywhere.
Bomb the base jackets, and glo sticks arounf
your necks, wearing trainers and illuminess
vests, it all costs a packet.

Mitzabishi memories, mangled minds
and mayhem, these were the glory days
of rave nation. When we danced as one
in drug fueled frustration.


(still writing, be patient and all will
be revealed).



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