Balcony Stomp

Balcony stomp, hear the rail
Whole top row tells the tale
Balcony stomp, bring it down
Every last seat gets a sound

I was up in the cheap seats learning how the room moved
Now I'm down by the drummer making sure the roof grooves
No velvet separating who can make a little noise
Let the people in the back bring the front their voice
Bought a ticket, brought a cousin, brought a long week's ache
Put it all into the rhythm till the whole place shakes
I can hear a hundred stories in the clapping off beat
That's a city in a building, that's a room with teeth

Balcony stomp, hear the rail
Whole top row tells the tale
Balcony stomp, bring it down
Every last seat gets a sound

Let the left side answer, let the right side wait
Let the drummer cut the kick on the count of eight
Not a borrowed football melody, not a chant from a tape
We can make a brand-new pattern with the people in this place
You can turn the cameras round, let the crowd have the shot
They were making this electric when the front row was not
Bring the low end back heavy, put the lights on the rail
If the room tells a story, let the whole room tell

Up top
Down low
Balcony stomp
Let it roll

Balcony stomp, hear the rail
Balcony stomp
Let it roll

Balcony stomp, hear the rail
Whole top row tells the tale
Balcony stomp, bring it down
Every last seat gets a sound

Balcony Stomp