Feel it up my spine like a xylophone
Every shiver and touch is live, each one makes a tone
And the vibrations in the words you said are
Reverberating inside of my head, in my head, in my head

I believe in a kingdom
Low on money, but rich on luck
Turn the club into a kingdom
Xylophone playing all night long

Open your brain underneath your eyes
There'll be nothing else left to say, still not a surprise
Baby, I remember those September nights
Friday nights, sweaty nights, every night
You showed me to your room where your spirit lies
Underneath the moon

I believe in a kingdom
Low on money, but rich on luck
Turn the club into a kingdom
Xylophone playing all night long

All over you
All night over you
Playing all night over you
All night, all night
All over you

I believe in a kingdom
Low on money, but rich on luck
Turn the club into a kingdom
Xylophone playing all night long

I believe in a kingdom
Low on money, but we're rich on luck
You and me 'til kingdom comes
Xylophone playing all night long

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Writer(s): David Sitek, Tinashe Kachingwe