The Counter Dance - Atlas Pain

Close the door

And take your place

Let the good times be your night

Jaded by the hard and tiring day

Of a warrior of your land

Right to the end

So fill the mug

And free your mind

Let the music be your guide

And while the fool is here

Amusing all the men

Her graceful being just catch your sight

Let’s drink it all

On the desk we rise and dance

Fiery mind

On angelic face

Stolen by her gentle mood

There’s nothing harder than

Concealing funky talks

Caused by the beauty on her cheeks

But leave your hopes

And let her go

She has the power of a god

So close your hands and feel

The rhythm flowin' on

Just bow and smile

Maker her your dame

Let’s drink it all

On the desk we rise and dance