Lyrics of Pimball - Exitos Trance

Ah yeah.
What time in the house?
Check it out.

The year be the nine-tay season and throughout the galaxies
dancefloors were searching for something rude.
Two mortals from the north assembled a groove that terrorized
the upper echelons of dance, as we know it.
Having created a blueprint, they proceeded
to devise a format for the future.

n-trance.
What is your pleasure?