San Disco Reggaefornia - Jason Mraz

For the brand new direction on the compass rose

Try following the path of the yellow brick

Cross the zebra track down on Abbey Road

And you be there in just a little bit

It’s where the hi-fi's bumping through the free wi-fi

Where the up said it’s rock we’re stayin' alive

Where I’ll be passing out the free high-fives

Like a doctor I’m distributing the medical kind

Come on!

Decide if you want to get

Get yourself inspired

You’re invited, whoa

To San Disco Reggaefornia, whoa

You come alive in, whoa

And leave your troubles at the door

You know when our time band is messing with the evil

Inside here see everybody’s equal

Everybody’s type with everybody’s people

Even generators run on biodiesel

Super green is the way we like it

Yea we like the ladies who ride like nice

Up on their bicycles with ice popsicles

For five nickels I can get us on the tunnel of love

Romancing is a side effect

Slow dancing here will make you sweat

Raise your hand if you wanna get

Get yourself delighted

You’re invited, whoa

To San Disco Reggaefornia, whoa

You’re gonna like it, whoa

Leave your troubles at the door, whoa

You come alive in, whoa

In San Disco Reggaefornia fornia fornia…

Make it one of those days

Can you feel the Party?

With parents gone we’ll turn the home

Upside down like a Gravitron

What law we gonna break if they catch us getting naughty?

Turn off the phone with the records on

Dancing makes the people feel united

D-d-d-d-dancing makes the people feel united

So take a good look and try for a moment

If you tried and you like it show the world that you’re belonging on it

Only those with open hearts and minds

Will get a pass on the fast track cash list line

But uh, don’t be laughing at whoever’s behind

Because everybody’s happy on their own damn time

And everybody’s craft be uniquely defined

Just as everybody’s ass be free and divine

There couldn’t possibly be a brighter sign

For all to understand and to give a damn

All you gotta do is keep the microphone stuck in your hand

And bring the bucket to the sand

You’re invited, whoa

To San Disco Reggaefornia, whoa

You come alive in, whoa

And leave your troubles at the door, whoa

Yea you’re invited, whoa

To San Disco Reggaefornia, whoa

You come alive in, whoa

And leave your troubles at the door, whoa

D-d-d-d-dancing makes the people feel united