Listen to Courtesy Call by Nightcore

Courtesy Call

Nightcore

Electronic

Lyrics

Hey-o Here comes the danger up in this club When we get started and we ain't gonna stop We gonna turn it out 'til it gets too hot Everybody sing, hey-o Tell'em turn it up 'til they can't no more Let's get this thing shaking like a disco ball This is your last warning, a courtesy call Hey-o, here comes the danger up in this club When we get started and we ain't gonna stop We gonna turn it out 'til it gets too hot Everybody sing, hey-o Tell 'em turn it up 'til they can't no more Let's get this thing shaking like a disco ball This is your last warning, a courtesy call I am not afraid of the storm that comes my way When it hits it shakes me to the core And makes me stronger than before It's not a question about trust But will you stand with us Can you feel it? Make it real and I think it might wash away tonight Awaken from this never-ending fight It takes more than meets the eye This war we're fighting is not just rotting Hey-o, here comes the danger up in this club When we get started and we ain't gonna stop We gonna turn it out 'til it gets too hot Everybody sing, hey-o Tell 'em turn it up 'til they can't no more Let's get this thing shaking like a disco ball This is your last warning, a courtesy call There's a rumble in the floor So get prepared for war When it hits it'll knock you to the ground When it shakes up everything around But survival is a must So will you stand with us? Can you feel it? Make it real Make me feel it I think it might wash away tonight Awaken from this never-ending fight It takes more than meets the eye This war we're fighting is not just rotting Hey-o, here comes the danger up in this club When we get started and we ain't gonna stop We gonna turn it out 'til it gets too hot Everybody sin, hey-o Tell'em turn it up 'til they can't no more Let's get this thing shaking like a disco ball This is your last warning, a courtesy call Hey-o, here comes the danger up in this club When we get started and we ain't gonna stop We gonna turn it out 'til it gets too hot Everybody sing, hey-o Tell 'em turn it up 'til they can't no more Let's get this thing shaking like a disco ball This is your last warning, a courtesy call
Writer(s): Joel Bruyere, Trevor Mcnevan, Steve Augustine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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