Disco Goose
He walks into the club with a feathered strut,
The dance floor trembles, there’s no looking back, no doubt.
His wings are shimmering under the strobe light glow,
He’s got the groove in his soul — he’s ready to go!
[Pre;Chorus]
Everybody’s watching, the crowd starts to cheer,
He flaps his wings and whispers, “Let’s make this year!”
No need for fancy steps, just feel the beat inside,
This goose is here to show us how to glide!
[Chorus]
Disco Goose! Flyin’ high on the rhythm wave,
Disco Goose! He’s the king of the dance parade!
Feathers flashing, beak on point, he owns the floor tonight,
Disco Goose — he’ll make you move with all your might!
[Verse 2]
The bassline hits him right between the eyes and wings,
He spins around the room and makes the whole place sing.
No one can stop him, he’s on a disco quest,
He quacks the secret code that puts us all to the test!
[Pre;Chorus]
The DJ drops the beat, the goose raises his head,
“This is my moment,” he says, and he’s not misled.
He doesn’t care about the rules or what they say,
He just follows the groove and takes it all the way!
[Chorus]
Disco Goose! Flyin’ high on the rhythm wave,
Disco Goose! He’s the king of the dance parade!
Feathers flashing, beak on point, he owns the floor tonight,
Disco Goose — he’ll make you move with all your might!
[Bridge]
(Instrumental break — synth solo, funky bass, cowbell)
[Outro]
Quack… quack… (echo)
Disco… Goose…
Yeah!
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