The Rhythm Method (Move!)

How come you have three guitars?

3... 2... 1...

Liftoff, jetpack shoot into space

Represent the Dot 'til we're blue in the face

Fre-fre-fresher than tooth-a-paste

You know how we do in the place

The crowd accumulates when he's tuning the bass

The fiddle and guitar are removed from the case

You know it's Kenny O when it booms and shakes

You know it's our music by the movement it makes

The crowd that it draws, the yearning you get to prove what it takes

(Move!)

Throw your body on the dance floor

Whether you're beginner or advanced or (Move!)

Whatever you're doing it's okay - like this

So everyone do it your own way - like this (Move!)

Like the dude from Chappelle's Show (F-L-O-B-O-T-S)

Let it rip like velcro (F-L-O-B-O-T-S) (Move!)

We spit non-typical flows - like this (F-L-O-B-O-T-S)

Mile High City and it goes like this (F-L-O-B-O-T-S) (Move!)

Like this, like this, 3-2-1-4-5-6

No telling where the beat might hit

This is out of hand like Buster Bluth

Leave you sounding like Rusted Root

Rots out your mouth like a busted tooth

Attention we paying who

Exempt Artax like Atreyu dude

Staying smooth venue we playing move

When you hear the Rabbit saying to

Let 5 explain it to you

Turn to the next page when I say

And follow along like A to the B to the C

Seven piece band you gotta see to believe

Make you jump around like you needed to pee

Make noise if you wanted me to proceed

Scream like Chewbacca, off your rocker

Drink a little vodka, link Iraq, Osama

Democracy, Barack Obama

Arabic for no war with Vietnam

And it don't stop, won't quit, so, slick

(Move!)

Throw your body on the dance floor (F-L-O-B-O-T-S)

Whether you're beginner or advanced or (Move!) (F-L-O-B-O-T-S)

Whatever you're doing it's okay - like this (F-L-O-B-O-T-S)

So everyone do it your own way - like this (Move!) (F-L-O-B-O-T-S)

Sweat got your pants warm (F-L-O-B-O-T-S)

{*scratching sounds*} Transform (Move!) (F-L-O-B-O-T-S)

Wiggle and shake to this song - like this (F-L-O-B-O-T-S)

Mile High City and it's on - like this (Move!) (F-L-O-B-O-T-S)

Like this, like this, 1-2-3-4-5-6

Who's ready for some more hype shit?

This is rap's last stop like Castle Rock

The 'Bots blast off like an astronaut

I suppose we came to get started

Throw them bows like some angry archers

Our delivery's pedigree headed for the charts soon

Hit you in the heart like a harpoon

Like the chambers of the Wu-Tang Clan

Flobots got that Method, Man

(Move!) Wanna hang with the orangutans?

Mass appeal, massive bananas in hand

Kenny O got the master plan

To move your body like an ampersand

This rhythm section'll rattle the stands

Rip sheets like we battled the Klan

Average bands traffic the median

We stay in the lane like we're Superman

(Move!)

Throw your body on the dance floor

Whether you're beginner or advanced or (Move!)

Whatever you're doing it's okay - like this

So everyone do it your own way - like this (Move!)

Give it to you unprotected (F-L-O-B-O-T-S)

Cause the rhythm is the method (F-L-O-B-O-T-S) (Move!)

Get ready to get loud (F-L-O-B-O-T-S)

Mile High City spell it out (F-L-O-B-O-T-S)

(Move!)

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F-L-O-B-O-T-S (Move!)

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F-L-O-B-O-T-S (Move!)

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