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Tribal DanceThey meet in different placesAnd go into a trance They come together To celebrate that crazy feeling The Tribal Dance They recognize each other By something in there eyes They come together And rally round an Irish dance tune The Gaelic ties And when the moon is shining They meet to have a ball They come together A movement and a secret union The Gaelic Call They do the Irish Stylee And dance around the blaze They come together And dance around a weeping willow As in ancient days They are like birds of a feather That flock together in tribe A secret union That gets on like a house of fire With every tribe O-o-oh, now stamp your feet O-o-oh, in Tribal Dance O-o-oh, and when we meet O-o-oh, it's Tribal Dance |