| Song | Another Night at Club Family Sunrise (Interlude) |
| Artist | Bop Alloy |
| Album | Another Day In The Life Of... |
| [00:17.55] | Listen... |
| [00:20.06] | I am enveloped by the night air |
| [00:22.46] | If there was somewhere better I’d still be right here |
| [00:25.18] | As if the greatest poets had chosen to write here |
| [00:27.68] | For that inspiration I’d journey a light year... yeah |
| [00:30.30] | It’s that dope, only she’s it’s rival |
| [00:32.91] | Fighting for attention like they need the title |
| [00:35.52] | Of muse, who’s every move is vital |
| [00:38.13] | To fill the void ensuring my joy’s survival |
| [00:40.75] | And you boy’s entitled to a night out |
| [00:42.94] | Sleep after the sun’s arrival like a night owl |
| [00:45.45] | Enjoying her subtle smiles as we vibe out |
| [00:47.85] | Aura and her sense of style raise eyebrows |
| [00:50.57] | Swore I heard them play Miles as we dined out |
| [00:53.08] | Spot I ain’t been a while we hittin’ right now |
| [00:55.58] | I know she’ll be diggin’ the sounds, that’s without doubt |
| [00:58.40] | Now we are funward bound, heading crosstown, lets go! |
| [01:01.33] | |
| [01:01.75] | Wake me up this can’t be real life... |
| [01:05.82] | Can’t put it in to words but it feels like... |
| [01:10.94] | Somebody wake me up this can’t be real life |
| [01:15.75] | I can’t put it into words but it feels right... Right? |
| [01:22.86] | |
| [01:42.40] | Paid admission then got our drink tickets |
| [01:44.80] | Smoke filled dark room, but the scene’s vivid |
| [01:47.41] | Told her how I love it here and had to revisit |
| [01:49.71] | She winked and says she’s game now I call that team spirit |
| [01:52.32] | If she was any cooler, my dude she would seem frigid |
| [01:54.93] | ‘Round chicks who’s description is all that a queen isn’t |
| [01:57.34] | A lot of loose booty in here but their jeans fitted |
| [01:59.84] | Drink ‘til they reach limits then rock & lean with it |
| [02:02.46] | |
| [02:02.98] | Wake me up this can’t be real life... |
| [02:05.80] | Can’t put it in to words but it feels like... |
| [02:11.65] | Somebody wake me up this can’t be real life |
| [02:16.56] | I can’t put it into words but it feels right... Right? |
| [02:22.73] | |
| [02:23.25] | DJ getting it in while I’m led by her waist |
| [02:25.24] | She’s strictly diggin’ the gems got impeccable taste |
| [02:27.74] | But make no mistake she’s not a gold digger |
| [02:30.36] | But the type you could take with you to go diggin’ |
| [02:32.76] | Both sippin’, malt liquor at a moderate pace |
| [02:35.37] | While she busy deciphering the look on my face |
| [02:37.98] | Devil on my shoulder saying things I won’t mention |
| [02:40.60] | Angel on the other tellin’ me “don’t listen” |
| [02:43.31] | Who knew, we’d be cold chillin’ like Juice crew |
| [02:45.92] | For real though, rubbing elbows with the who’s who |
| [02:48.54] | Mellow a player’s ball slick as Guru |
| [02:50.94] | With my black magic woman, I’m bewitched by her voodoo like... |
| [02:58.99] | Damn, damn, damn... |
| [03:03.27] | |
| [03:03.69] | Wake me up this can’t be real life... |
| [03:07.87] | Can’t put it in to words but it feels like... |
| [03:12.78] | Somebody wake me up this can’t be real life |
| [03:18.00] | I can’t put it into words but it feels right... Right? |
| [00:17.55] | Listen... |
| [00:20.06] | I am enveloped by the night air |
| [00:22.46] | If there was somewhere better I' d still be right here |
| [00:25.18] | As if the greatest poets had chosen to write here |
| [00:27.68] | For that inspiration I' d journey a light year... yeah |
| [00:30.30] | It' s that dope, only she' s it' s rival |
| [00:32.91] | Fighting for attention like they need the title |
| [00:35.52] | Of muse, who' s every move is vital |
| [00:38.13] | To fill the void ensuring my joy' s survival |
| [00:40.75] | And you boy' s entitled to a night out |
| [00:42.94] | Sleep after the sun' s arrival like a night owl |
| [00:45.45] | Enjoying her subtle smiles as we vibe out |
| [00:47.85] | Aura and her sense of style raise eyebrows |
| [00:50.57] | Swore I heard them play Miles as we dined out |
| [00:53.08] | Spot I ain' t been a while we hittin' right now |
| [00:55.58] | I know she' ll be diggin' the sounds, that' s without doubt |
| [00:58.40] | Now we are funward bound, heading crosstown, lets go! |
| [01:01.33] | |
| [01:01.75] | Wake me up this can' t be real life... |
| [01:05.82] | Can' t put it in to words but it feels like... |
| [01:10.94] | Somebody wake me up this can' t be real life |
| [01:15.75] | I can' t put it into words but it feels right... Right? |
| [01:22.86] | |
| [01:42.40] | Paid admission then got our drink tickets |
| [01:44.80] | Smoke filled dark room, but the scene' s vivid |
| [01:47.41] | Told her how I love it here and had to revisit |
| [01:49.71] | She winked and says she' s game now I call that team spirit |
| [01:52.32] | If she was any cooler, my dude she would seem frigid |
| [01:54.93] | ' Round chicks who' s description is all that a queen isn' t |
| [01:57.34] | A lot of loose booty in here but their jeans fitted |
| [01:59.84] | Drink ' til they reach limits then rock lean with it |
| [02:02.46] | |
| [02:02.98] | Wake me up this can' t be real life... |
| [02:05.80] | Can' t put it in to words but it feels like... |
| [02:11.65] | Somebody wake me up this can' t be real life |
| [02:16.56] | I can' t put it into words but it feels right... Right? |
| [02:22.73] | |
| [02:23.25] | DJ getting it in while I' m led by her waist |
| [02:25.24] | She' s strictly diggin' the gems got impeccable taste |
| [02:27.74] | But make no mistake she' s not a gold digger |
| [02:30.36] | But the type you could take with you to go diggin' |
| [02:32.76] | Both sippin', malt liquor at a moderate pace |
| [02:35.37] | While she busy deciphering the look on my face |
| [02:37.98] | Devil on my shoulder saying things I won' t mention |
| [02:40.60] | Angel on the other tellin' me " don' t listen" |
| [02:43.31] | Who knew, we' d be cold chillin' like Juice crew |
| [02:45.92] | For real though, rubbing elbows with the who' s who |
| [02:48.54] | Mellow a player' s ball slick as Guru |
| [02:50.94] | With my black magic woman, I' m bewitched by her voodoo like... |
| [02:58.99] | Damn, damn, damn... |
| [03:03.27] | |
| [03:03.69] | Wake me up this can' t be real life... |
| [03:07.87] | Can' t put it in to words but it feels like... |
| [03:12.78] | Somebody wake me up this can' t be real life |
| [03:18.00] | I can' t put it into words but it feels right... Right? |