Transcendental Cha Cha Cha
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โฑ๏ธ 3:28 duration
๐ ID: 16301581
๐ Lyrics
Welcome to the interplanetary ballroom
The only dance hall playing hits from the past, present and future
Temporal sector psychotaneously
A little warning to all our dancers tonight
Who only perceive in three dimensions
This next one's a bit of a doozie
Dance floor (cha-cha-cha)
Salsa (rumba), tango (mambo)
Bolero muy picante
Spacetime (gravity), champagne (reality)
Move to the beat of the transcendental cha-cha-cha
Right foot forward, spin to the left
Look through time and witness your death
Grab your partner by the head and reveal to them the ultimate secret
The multiverse is getting colder, cooler
Still, every universe somehow got Zumba
The likelihood of that is ten, billion, three million
8,528 to the power of 42
Jump back in line, transcendental cha-cha time
Forward, backward, take three steps
Shimmy to the right, witness the void
Void's got style, void can dance
Void wears tearaway pants
The void consumes all realities
Which includes up 'til now seven billion belinis
But if you're too scared to dance, don't worry, just relax
Close your eyes, open your mind
Brace yourself and clap three times
Somewhere out there, there's a planet just like yours
A perfect carbon copy with you that looks identical
That looks like and lives and breathes exactly just like you
Except for one big difference, this you is not shit scared to
Hit the dance floor (cha-cha-cha)
Salsa (rumba), tango (mambo)
Fandango caliente
Spacetime (gravity), champagne (reality)
Move to the beat of the transcendental cha-cha-cha
Slide to the left, witness perfection
Slide to the right, nothing means anything
Or anything means nothing, I get them mixed up
Either way, a reason to shake your butt-butt
Second verse now, you're doing pretty well
Following the beat can be hell
The bridge, outro, double chorus, every possibility
All playing simultaneously
Sometimes this song, it sounds like
Sometimes this song, it sounds like (la-la)
Lucky that today, the you that's here
Perceives a song that sounds like cha-cha
Infinity is a long time
Especially when you're waiting in the drinks line
Existential thoughts assail you
At least now you got a margarita
But now it's a dog, now it's a cat
It's everything and nothing, it's a baseball bat
Suddenly you're standing on an alien planet
Where cocktails haven't been invented yet (goddammit)
(Blink) now you're an old french dandy
(Blink) now you're made of cotton candy
(Blink) now you're back in the club
A little less scared to shake your rump (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Now you can see what we see
Now that you've been where we've been
The music's always playing, from the start 'til the end of time
It's always playing in your mind
Don't let it twist up your inside
We can't stop the band from jamming in every reality
They're playing rock, they're playing trance
They're playing a string symphony
But this is the only time in existence that we ever know so far
That the song has sounded anything like a cha-cha
Hit the dance floor (cha-cha-cha)
Salsa (rumba), tango (mambo)
Ricardo dobrando minha mente
Spacetime (gravity), champagne (reality)
Move to the beat of the transcendental cha-cha-cha
The universe is getting colder, cooler (transcendental cha-cha-cha)
Still every planet somehow got Zumba (transcendental cha-cha-cha)
Expand your music repertoire
And eat your caviar like a neutron star (transcendental cha-cha-cha)
The only dance hall playing hits from the past, present and future
Temporal sector psychotaneously
A little warning to all our dancers tonight
Who only perceive in three dimensions
This next one's a bit of a doozie
Dance floor (cha-cha-cha)
Salsa (rumba), tango (mambo)
Bolero muy picante
Spacetime (gravity), champagne (reality)
Move to the beat of the transcendental cha-cha-cha
Right foot forward, spin to the left
Look through time and witness your death
Grab your partner by the head and reveal to them the ultimate secret
The multiverse is getting colder, cooler
Still, every universe somehow got Zumba
The likelihood of that is ten, billion, three million
8,528 to the power of 42
Jump back in line, transcendental cha-cha time
Forward, backward, take three steps
Shimmy to the right, witness the void
Void's got style, void can dance
Void wears tearaway pants
The void consumes all realities
Which includes up 'til now seven billion belinis
But if you're too scared to dance, don't worry, just relax
Close your eyes, open your mind
Brace yourself and clap three times
Somewhere out there, there's a planet just like yours
A perfect carbon copy with you that looks identical
That looks like and lives and breathes exactly just like you
Except for one big difference, this you is not shit scared to
Hit the dance floor (cha-cha-cha)
Salsa (rumba), tango (mambo)
Fandango caliente
Spacetime (gravity), champagne (reality)
Move to the beat of the transcendental cha-cha-cha
Slide to the left, witness perfection
Slide to the right, nothing means anything
Or anything means nothing, I get them mixed up
Either way, a reason to shake your butt-butt
Second verse now, you're doing pretty well
Following the beat can be hell
The bridge, outro, double chorus, every possibility
All playing simultaneously
Sometimes this song, it sounds like
Sometimes this song, it sounds like (la-la)
Lucky that today, the you that's here
Perceives a song that sounds like cha-cha
Infinity is a long time
Especially when you're waiting in the drinks line
Existential thoughts assail you
At least now you got a margarita
But now it's a dog, now it's a cat
It's everything and nothing, it's a baseball bat
Suddenly you're standing on an alien planet
Where cocktails haven't been invented yet (goddammit)
(Blink) now you're an old french dandy
(Blink) now you're made of cotton candy
(Blink) now you're back in the club
A little less scared to shake your rump (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Now you can see what we see
Now that you've been where we've been
The music's always playing, from the start 'til the end of time
It's always playing in your mind
Don't let it twist up your inside
We can't stop the band from jamming in every reality
They're playing rock, they're playing trance
They're playing a string symphony
But this is the only time in existence that we ever know so far
That the song has sounded anything like a cha-cha
Hit the dance floor (cha-cha-cha)
Salsa (rumba), tango (mambo)
Ricardo dobrando minha mente
Spacetime (gravity), champagne (reality)
Move to the beat of the transcendental cha-cha-cha
The universe is getting colder, cooler (transcendental cha-cha-cha)
Still every planet somehow got Zumba (transcendental cha-cha-cha)
Expand your music repertoire
And eat your caviar like a neutron star (transcendental cha-cha-cha)
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.60] Welcome to the interplanetary ballroom
[00:03.29] The only dance hall playing hits from the past, present and future
[00:06.56] Temporal sector psychotaneously
[00:09.94] A little warning to all our dancers tonight
[00:11.59] Who only perceive in three dimensions
[00:13.29] This next one's a bit of a doozie
[00:15.43] Dance floor (cha-cha-cha)
[00:17.20] Salsa (rumba), tango (mambo)
[00:21.36] Bolero muy picante
[00:22.99] Spacetime (gravity), champagne (reality)
[00:26.97] Move to the beat of the transcendental cha-cha-cha
[00:30.69] Right foot forward, spin to the left
[00:32.44] Look through time and witness your death
[00:34.11] Grab your partner by the head and reveal to them the ultimate secret
[00:37.91] The multiverse is getting colder, cooler
[00:39.99] Still, every universe somehow got Zumba
[00:41.51] The likelihood of that is ten, billion, three million
[00:43.52] 8,528 to the power of 42
[00:46.20] Jump back in line, transcendental cha-cha time
[00:49.33] Forward, backward, take three steps
[00:51.05] Shimmy to the right, witness the void
[00:52.90] Void's got style, void can dance
[00:54.72] Void wears tearaway pants
[00:56.82] The void consumes all realities
[00:58.45] Which includes up 'til now seven billion belinis
[01:00.92] But if you're too scared to dance, don't worry, just relax
[01:04.37] Close your eyes, open your mind
[01:06.21] Brace yourself and clap three times
[01:08.39] Somewhere out there, there's a planet just like yours
[01:11.75] A perfect carbon copy with you that looks identical
[01:16.08] That looks like and lives and breathes exactly just like you
[01:19.19] Except for one big difference, this you is not shit scared to
[01:22.95] Hit the dance floor (cha-cha-cha)
[01:24.84] Salsa (rumba), tango (mambo)
[01:29.04] Fandango caliente
[01:30.54] Spacetime (gravity), champagne (reality)
[01:34.14] Move to the beat of the transcendental cha-cha-cha
[01:38.18] Slide to the left, witness perfection
[01:40.14] Slide to the right, nothing means anything
[01:41.91] Or anything means nothing, I get them mixed up
[01:44.07] Either way, a reason to shake your butt-butt
[01:45.62] Second verse now, you're doing pretty well
[01:47.52] Following the beat can be hell
[01:49.14] The bridge, outro, double chorus, every possibility
[01:51.36] All playing simultaneously
[01:53.07] Sometimes this song, it sounds like
[01:54.99] Sometimes this song, it sounds like (la-la)
[01:57.08] Lucky that today, the you that's here
[01:58.72] Perceives a song that sounds like cha-cha
[02:00.62] Infinity is a long time
[02:02.48] Especially when you're waiting in the drinks line
[02:04.48] Existential thoughts assail you
[02:06.50] At least now you got a margarita
[02:08.00] But now it's a dog, now it's a cat
[02:10.26] It's everything and nothing, it's a baseball bat
[02:11.84] Suddenly you're standing on an alien planet
[02:13.36] Where cocktails haven't been invented yet (goddammit)
[02:15.72] (Blink) now you're an old french dandy
[02:17.35] (Blink) now you're made of cotton candy
[02:19.35] (Blink) now you're back in the club
[02:21.08] A little less scared to shake your rump (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
[02:23.47] Now you can see what we see
[02:25.36] Now that you've been where we've been
[02:26.98] The music's always playing, from the start 'til the end of time
[02:30.26] It's always playing in your mind
[02:32.12] Don't let it twist up your inside
[02:34.51] We can't stop the band from jamming in every reality
[02:37.95] They're playing rock, they're playing trance
[02:39.74] They're playing a string symphony
[02:41.49] But this is the only time in existence that we ever know so far
[02:45.15] That the song has sounded anything like a cha-cha
[02:52.49] Hit the dance floor (cha-cha-cha)
[02:54.72] Salsa (rumba), tango (mambo)
[02:58.98] Ricardo dobrando minha mente
[03:00.43] Spacetime (gravity), champagne (reality)
[03:04.18] Move to the beat of the transcendental cha-cha-cha
[03:08.15] The universe is getting colder, cooler (transcendental cha-cha-cha)
[03:11.93] Still every planet somehow got Zumba (transcendental cha-cha-cha)
[03:15.27] Expand your music repertoire
[03:17.47] And eat your caviar like a neutron star (transcendental cha-cha-cha)
[03:23.25]
[00:03.29] The only dance hall playing hits from the past, present and future
[00:06.56] Temporal sector psychotaneously
[00:09.94] A little warning to all our dancers tonight
[00:11.59] Who only perceive in three dimensions
[00:13.29] This next one's a bit of a doozie
[00:15.43] Dance floor (cha-cha-cha)
[00:17.20] Salsa (rumba), tango (mambo)
[00:21.36] Bolero muy picante
[00:22.99] Spacetime (gravity), champagne (reality)
[00:26.97] Move to the beat of the transcendental cha-cha-cha
[00:30.69] Right foot forward, spin to the left
[00:32.44] Look through time and witness your death
[00:34.11] Grab your partner by the head and reveal to them the ultimate secret
[00:37.91] The multiverse is getting colder, cooler
[00:39.99] Still, every universe somehow got Zumba
[00:41.51] The likelihood of that is ten, billion, three million
[00:43.52] 8,528 to the power of 42
[00:46.20] Jump back in line, transcendental cha-cha time
[00:49.33] Forward, backward, take three steps
[00:51.05] Shimmy to the right, witness the void
[00:52.90] Void's got style, void can dance
[00:54.72] Void wears tearaway pants
[00:56.82] The void consumes all realities
[00:58.45] Which includes up 'til now seven billion belinis
[01:00.92] But if you're too scared to dance, don't worry, just relax
[01:04.37] Close your eyes, open your mind
[01:06.21] Brace yourself and clap three times
[01:08.39] Somewhere out there, there's a planet just like yours
[01:11.75] A perfect carbon copy with you that looks identical
[01:16.08] That looks like and lives and breathes exactly just like you
[01:19.19] Except for one big difference, this you is not shit scared to
[01:22.95] Hit the dance floor (cha-cha-cha)
[01:24.84] Salsa (rumba), tango (mambo)
[01:29.04] Fandango caliente
[01:30.54] Spacetime (gravity), champagne (reality)
[01:34.14] Move to the beat of the transcendental cha-cha-cha
[01:38.18] Slide to the left, witness perfection
[01:40.14] Slide to the right, nothing means anything
[01:41.91] Or anything means nothing, I get them mixed up
[01:44.07] Either way, a reason to shake your butt-butt
[01:45.62] Second verse now, you're doing pretty well
[01:47.52] Following the beat can be hell
[01:49.14] The bridge, outro, double chorus, every possibility
[01:51.36] All playing simultaneously
[01:53.07] Sometimes this song, it sounds like
[01:54.99] Sometimes this song, it sounds like (la-la)
[01:57.08] Lucky that today, the you that's here
[01:58.72] Perceives a song that sounds like cha-cha
[02:00.62] Infinity is a long time
[02:02.48] Especially when you're waiting in the drinks line
[02:04.48] Existential thoughts assail you
[02:06.50] At least now you got a margarita
[02:08.00] But now it's a dog, now it's a cat
[02:10.26] It's everything and nothing, it's a baseball bat
[02:11.84] Suddenly you're standing on an alien planet
[02:13.36] Where cocktails haven't been invented yet (goddammit)
[02:15.72] (Blink) now you're an old french dandy
[02:17.35] (Blink) now you're made of cotton candy
[02:19.35] (Blink) now you're back in the club
[02:21.08] A little less scared to shake your rump (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
[02:23.47] Now you can see what we see
[02:25.36] Now that you've been where we've been
[02:26.98] The music's always playing, from the start 'til the end of time
[02:30.26] It's always playing in your mind
[02:32.12] Don't let it twist up your inside
[02:34.51] We can't stop the band from jamming in every reality
[02:37.95] They're playing rock, they're playing trance
[02:39.74] They're playing a string symphony
[02:41.49] But this is the only time in existence that we ever know so far
[02:45.15] That the song has sounded anything like a cha-cha
[02:52.49] Hit the dance floor (cha-cha-cha)
[02:54.72] Salsa (rumba), tango (mambo)
[02:58.98] Ricardo dobrando minha mente
[03:00.43] Spacetime (gravity), champagne (reality)
[03:04.18] Move to the beat of the transcendental cha-cha-cha
[03:08.15] The universe is getting colder, cooler (transcendental cha-cha-cha)
[03:11.93] Still every planet somehow got Zumba (transcendental cha-cha-cha)
[03:15.27] Expand your music repertoire
[03:17.47] And eat your caviar like a neutron star (transcendental cha-cha-cha)
[03:23.25]