Where the four winds gather, lonely pipers blow Touching naked heartbeats, forgotten long ago Schoolday shallows echo, lonely summertimes Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye So let the beat get heavy, let it open every door Let it fly on the wing of a sweet violin Let it sting to a guitar chord Sail the savage ocean, several houses tall From the knotted cypress, comes the sirens call Up on fever mountain, an eclectic storm An electric showdown, an acoustic war Let the beat get heavy, let the cello sweep away Let them rise to the moan of a sweet saxaphone Let the soul of the orchestra play Hey-hey people are you ready What you gonna do when the beat gets heavy Hey-hey people are you ready What you gonna do when the beat gets heavy Over green plaid valleys, synthesisers drone Soaking up the hillside, each and every stone Let the beat get heavy, let the woodwind quickly run Let the keyboard race to a stand up ba** Bring the tambourine man on Hey-hey people are you ready What you gonna do when the beat gets heavy Hey-hey people are you ready What you gonna do when the beat gets heavy