Producer: Y2K
Lyrics: Alexander Gumuchian/JBACH/Ari Starace
Mixing: Diamond Pistols
Mastering: Dale Becker at Becker Mastering in Pasadena, CA
(don’t sell your soul?)
Man on the moon cut in line for the rhythm
Chew on your tongue like a dog go and sick ‘em
Hard wood floors, high heels on the table
That’s the part-time angel
Say, do you get down?
Tell me what you about
Cuz tonight we go ‘round and ‘round and ‘round and round and round
(‘Round, ‘round and round we go)
Just let it go, don’t sell your soul
(‘Round, ‘round and round we go)
Just take it slow, don’t sell your soul
Hands on the ball read your mind like a crystal
Eyes on the prize take ‘em down like a missile
Broke beat down don’t care for a label
Come through if you’re able
Say, do you get down?
Tell me what you about
‘Cuz tonight we go ‘round and ‘round and ‘round and round and round
(‘Round, ‘round and round we go)
Just let it go, don’t sell your soul
(‘Round, ‘round and round we go)
Just take it slow, don’t sell your soul
(‘Round, ‘round and round we go)
Just let it go, don’t sell your soul
(‘Round, ‘round and round we go)
Just take it slow, don’t sell your soul