The sound of the beat

THE SOund of the beat (lyrics/music: Marjan Debaene)

If you wanna be a milionaire

Choose your investments right

There’s no need to spread your wings

Unless you learn how to fly

Don’t be ambitious, if you don’t intent to fight

I don’t know about fate and destiny

But i’m certain of luck

And I can’t tell you where I’ll be

If and when I crawl out the dumps

You can lead a horse to water, but you cannot make it drink

So Let it roll, let it slide, let it be

You can’t control what you cannot foresee

We all have to walk on, we all row to the sound of the beat, of the beat, of the beat...

Now to go boldly where noone’s gone before

Will not prove my excellence

Every story has been told, and every song has been sung

A rose by any other name would smell just as sweet

So Let it roll, let it slide, let it be

You can’t control what you cannot foresee

We all have to walk on, we all row to the sound of the beat, of the beat, of the beat...

Tell me you will go on

Tell me you will roll on

Tell me you’ll let it slide

Tell me you’ll take the ride with me….

So Let it roll, let it slide, let it be

You can’t control what you cannot foresee

We all have to walk on, we all row to the sound of the beat
We all have to walk on, we all row to the sound of the beat

We all have to walk on, we all row to the sound of the beat...