Yothu Yindi

Music of times past; when fun was fun, friends were friends, parties were parties, chicks dug pookah beads, and dancing went all night.

Too many wrinkles these days.

In defiance of reality, I do wish you could go back - if even for just one night.

When you're in line with beat
And you're feeling so fine
And your feet can't help but move
Join the circle of men
Women, children and friends
In the rhythm of love