Dance Where You Are

Dance where you are
In Berlin or Kandahar
Dance in Lackawanna
Ghana or the Cote d’Iviore
Oh yeah—
Dance where you are

Dance where you are
Whatever’s in your repetoire
There can be no style
That's too wild or too bizarre
Oh yeah—
Dance where you are

Dance where you are
To tuba and guitar
Or to a marimba
Or kalimba or sitar
Oh yeah—
Dance where you are