It was just a week till Sovven, and the nights were turning chill. And the battle turned to stalemate, double-bluff, and feint and drill. When a shadow drifted northward, just a shadow, nothing more..
Bring in the riches,. And bring in the goods.. Give us all eyes. That see what they should.. . People band together. And for storm in weather beware..
[chorus]. If you want some, come and get some. we gon make it hit like a kick drum. we just, shaking it up, shake shake in up. If you want some, come and get some.