Rave Party

Strobe laser lights fill the radiant air, The room sways with fumes of excite, Pounding with life full of colourful heat, All through the deep and dark night, As girls dressed in powerful colours of free, Fluoresce with delicious hair spray, And their eyes, nose, and lips, and all of their tips, Glow on full public display, At the local dance night of pure delight, The seamless flow of electro jam funk, All the people escape the life that they live, And they all become a little bit punk, Strobe laser lights form memories in haze, Where everyone’s a musical slave, Once every week in the underground club, At the seismically colourful rave.