Fast - Samba de la Muerte

We’re going out on the trip to America

New York in the hottest peak days of summer

Sit in a park and watch the world walk by

Surrounded by giant towers of mirrors

Why don’t we jump on a plane with no info?

Not care about anything, do it our way

Just grab a bag, take a cab and go right away

We’ll make a dash for Tokyo or Glasgow

I would be up for a dance in Nigeria

Fela will open the doors of his temple

Let’s feel the pulse of the heart of Nigeria

Forget ourselves in the beat and let sweat flow

Why don’t we jump on a plane with no info?

Deep in our seats w can dream by the window

Just grab a bag, take a cab and go right away

Mak up our minds as to where we just wanna go

There’s nothing up to the power of Norway

Where sunny weather in no time yields to snow

The craggy mountains diving into the lakes

Really caught our eye where they still grow

Why don’t we jump on a plane with no info?

Not care about anything, do it our way

Just grab a bag, take a cab and go right away

Hop on a plane from Morocco to Mexico