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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Steve Cole
Steve Cole
Tenor Saxophone
Dave Hiltebrand
Dave Hiltebrand
Acoustic Guitar
Tim Pierce
Tim Pierce
Electric Guitar
Ricky Peterson
Ricky Peterson
Hammond Organ
Todd Sucherman
Todd Sucherman
Drums
Lenny Castro
Lenny Castro
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steve Cole
Steve Cole
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Cole
Steve Cole
Executive Producer
Dave Hiltebrand
Dave Hiltebrand
Co-Producer
Craig Bauer
Craig Bauer
Mixing Engineer
Luke Lykins
Luke Lykins
Assistant Recording Engineer
James Auwarter
James Auwarter
Assistant Recording Engineer
Eddie King
Eddie King
Assistant Recording Engineer
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
Steve Miller
Steve Miller
Additional Engineer

Lyrics

Governments elected, nobody votes. Politically correct, isn't that a joke? We censor music then give children guns. On CNN, still fighting to death over Jerusalem. A four letter disease still makes us run, Can't comprehend that you can die from Love. Can I start things over, and change your mind? Can a single melody press rewind? Can I move your feet, make your heart skip a beat? Can a simple tune flow through you? When the music feels like this, When you lose control you gotta go with it. Ten feet high, flying above the sky. Your problems don't exist, when music feels like this. No money left in Africa Starvin' to death In Bosnia We close our eyes and hide a nation's cries And In the West TV Possessed and weight obsessed The media dissects, infects We think real life is reality TV Can I have your attention and press rewind? When the DJ spins, will it change your mind? Can I move your feet, make your heart skip a beat? Can a piece of me flow through you? When the music feels like this, When you lose control, you gotta go with it. Ten feet high flying above the sky. Your problems don't exist, when music feels like this. When the music feels like this, DJ take control and grab a hold of me. Spin that wheel, tell me how to feel. I like the shape I'm in, when music feels like this. Bringin' the beat back, stompin' the floor. Dancin' like a booty never bounced before. Poppin' to the back beat, up on the one. Smack Jack Freakin' now you're overcome. When the music feels like this, When you lose control, you gotta go with it. Ten feet high, flying above the sky. Your problems don't exist, when music feels like this. When the music feels like this, DJ take control and grab a hold of me. Spin that wheel, tell me how to feel. I like the shape I'm in, when music feels like this. Let the music in Let the DJ spin Let the music in Cuz the music should feel Like this Let the music in Let the DJ spin Let the music in The Music Feels like this When the music feels like(repeat to fade)
Writer(s): Steven R. Finckle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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