You could be anywhere on the globe tonight We salute your soul because you chose light The villages are listening with innocence and mystery You are now witnessing Inner City history Enter the temple – this is techno love The wax won't ask, DJs don't judge We just – turn tables, we must – burn labels Because no hate will chase away the faithful Of 30 years who've heard superb 33 and a thirds Move minds through time from urban curbs to burbs The Music Institute, The Ministry of Sound Town & Country, Hacienda - Inner City sold it out So if you Love What You Feel go on and shout Shout Hallelujah if Paradise will suit ya When Pennies Fall From Heaven invest 'em in the future From Paris to Prague we carried the torch Masses called to gather across Hart Plaza To praise The Good Life and have Big Fun Pray for young life – enough stabbings and guns Happiness comes in the dawn after mourning We wade through the painful to bathe in the rainbow Time heals, high heels, barefoot or Timbos The Elevator lifts celebrators outta limbo Tap into the tempo and let your limbs go Detroit fueled the movement - Ain't Nobody Better The truth is the Music - we all move together!...