LYRICS
Seven years ago, this band retired
At the time, I was sure we couldn’t rise any higher
So we grew up, had kids, got jobs, lived life
Myself, I took and lost a wife- shit!
But you missed us, and we missed you
So let’s get together, do the thing we do
Blow these horns like our heads gonna burst
And make the sequel better than the first
We’re back for another round
Are you ready to hear that sound?
We're back for another round
You can't keep the cactus down
We’re back for another round
Are you ready to hear that sound?
We're back for another round
You can't keep the cactus down
When we got out, other folks stepped up to bat
Phoenix brass bands phoning it in with silly hats
But this music’s not a joke, we’re not just playing
And imitation trombones better start praying
What I’m saying is we’re shooting for the stars
Get you on the floor like wall to wall carpet
No more hibernating, we busy creating
The cactus has awakened
We’re back for another round
Are you ready to hear that sound?
We're back for another round
You can't keep the cactus down
We’re back for another round
Are you ready to hear that sound?
We're back for another round
You can't keep the cactus down
We’re part of a tradition that’s glorious and old,
And it’s marched in the streets from before Buddy Bolden
Let’s give a shout to the bands of New Orleans, hey!
Keep us alive in body and soul, man
It’s a party in the club, on a plane, in the street
We double dog dare you not to move your feet
When we hit stages. The joy is contagious
Like omicron. I mean, outrageous!
We’re back for another round
Are you ready to hear that sound?
We're back for another round
You can't keep the cactus down
We’re back for another round
Are you ready to hear that sound?
We're back for another round
You can't keep the cactus down
Bad Cactus poppin' off, Bad Cactus gettin' funky
Bad Cactus lettin' loose, Bad Cactus gettin' down
Bad Cactus poppin' off, Bad Cactus gettin' funky
Bad Cactus lettin' loose, Bad Cactus gettin' down
Get down like a hippy
Get down like a hippy
Get down like a hippy
Get down like a hippy
Animal activist, vegan food packagist
King Hippy
This beat's got me trippin'
This beat's got me trippin'
This beat's got me trippin'
This beat's got me trippin'
Community gardener, whale-saving mariner
King Hippy
Let’s rock and roll, now
Second line, second line
Let’s rock and roll, now
It’s always time for a second line
Let’s rock and roll, now
Second line, second line
Let’s rock and roll, now
It’s always time for a second line
We’re each a tiny part
In our artery of art
And New Orleans is the heart
And your body’s always known
There’s a rhythm it calls home
Fundamental as your bones
New productions never hide
This beat, always right inside
Inviting you to join the ride
So let the chips fall where they may
Let your shoulders dip and sway
I bet your hips can find the way
Let’s rock and roll, now
Second line, second line
Let’s rock and roll, now
It’s always time for a second line
Let’s rock and roll, now
Second line, second line
Let’s rock and roll, now
It’s always time for a second line
It’s a feeling, it’s a groove
A dance with nothing else to prove
Comes from people on the move
So much blood in Congo Square
But also music in the air
And that’s a gift beyond compare
Bamboula, clave, Bo Diddley beat
It’s all the rhythm of the street
Wakes us up and moves our feet
So it’s worth another song
And another, all night long
Keep the drums out, beating strong
Let’s rock and roll, now
Second line, second line
Let’s rock and roll, now
It’s always time for a second line
Let’s rock and roll, now
Second line, second line
Let’s rock and roll, now
It’s always time for a second line
We’re each a tiny part
In our artery of art,
And New Orleans is the heart
Desert night at the perfect hour
All the plants have a secret power
Stroke the yucca and see it flower
Time for love, inhibitions gone
Prickly pears want to get it on
Jump the cholla before the dawn
We want to move you
Just let the cactus groove you
We've got the heat to soothe you
Let's poke holes tonight
Forget tomorrow
Let me be your saguaro
Baby, you won't feel sorrow
It's succulent delight
It's as hot as you'll ever find
Pollination's on my mind
A chill runs down all my spines
I smell your blossom open wide
The birds and the bees, they crawl inside
To spread your pollen far and wide
We want to move you
Just let the cactus groove you
We've got the heat to soothe you
It's such a gentle prick
Forget tomorrow
Let me be your saguaro
Baby, you won't feel sorrow
I know our love will stick
Your thorny columns knock me off my feet
My dreams are wet, but it's a bone-dry hear
Your waxy coating makes me stand up tall
We've waited years, girl, for this rain to fall
And when those dark clouds blow their top
My roots will suck up every drop
Then I'll start swelling up in all my joints
I hope by now that you get my points
We want to move you
Just let the cactus groove you
We've got the heat to soothe you
Let's poke holes tonight
Forget tomorrow
Let me be your saguaro
Baby, you won't feel sorrow
It's succulent delight
Make a home in me, baby
You can live right in my trunk
I won't evaporate
I last a hundred years or more
It's real hot in the desert
You know, a cactus isn't really a succulent
Should I get up or should I get down?
Should I get up or should I get down?
How do I move my body to this beat?
Should I get up or should I get down?
Should I get up or should I get down?
How do I move my body to this beat?
Would you like me to put my hands in the air
Or to wave them around like I just don't care?
How do I move my body to this beat?
Would you like me to put my hands in the air
Or to wave them around like I just don't care?
How do I move my body to this beat?
Tell me, tell me, tell me, musician
Tell me, tell me, tell me, musician
How do I move my body to this beat?
Tell me, tell me, tell me, musician
Tell me, tell me, tell me, musician
How do I move my body to this beat?
I got it
Watch me go!
Thank you, thank you, thank you, musician
Thank you, thank you, thank you, musician
Now I can move my body to this beat
Thank you, thank you, thank you, musician
Thank you, thank you, thank you, musician
Now I can move my body to this beat
I got it
Watch me go!
Bad Cactus
Do the truffle shuffle
Do the truffle shuffle
Put on your dance floor hustle
Do the truffle shuffle
It's a side effect of our distended state
Have no shame, there's no time to abbreviate
Raise your head, lift your shirt up and shake your weight!
Do the truffle shuffle
Do the truffle shuffle
Put on your dance floor hustle
Do the truffle shuffle
Spanglish is our patois and chiles are our roux
La vida loca here is le bons temps roulez
Thin-blooded desert rats party all year long
Our barbecues are always in the shade
From Tonopah to AJ, celebrate and represent
602, 480 and 623
We got folks of every stripe from Wickenburg to the O’odham rez
And a thousand Berto’s as far as the eye can see
We’re all dancing in the valley of the sun
We’re all dancing. The party’s just begun
We’re all dancing in the valley of the sun
When the Colorado dries up, we’ll be done
Some think no one’s from here and all those folks are wrong
But if you’re new, welcome to our town
Greet the scorpions in the bathroom, and if you’re hiking long
And your water’s halfway gone, please turn around
We catch sunsets from the Mini Stack
We’ve got goatheads in our feet
Creosote means we can smell the rain
We each have our own story of something melting in the heat
And when the AC’s out in summer, we’re in pain
We’re all dancing in the valley of the sun
We’re all dancing. The party’s just begun
We’re all dancing in the valley of the sun
When the Colorado dries up, we’ll be done
We’re all dancing in the valley of the sun
We’re all dancing. The party’s just begun
We’re all dancing in the valley of the sun
When the Colorado dries up, we’ll be done
They're getting married! Selfies on the job
Her kids are smiling. Look, a cute dog
It's someone's birthday. More famous people died
Are you running out of little quotes about our lives?
Are you a funny boy? Do you like to fight?
Come on, let's play to a small room every night
I miss my real friends. Do they still exist?
We vomit hearts like the baby in The Exorcist
We're getting so social on this media
We're always inspired, whoa whoa whoa
We never get tired, no no no
We're getting so social on this media
There's a whole world to see
Everyone look at me!
I'll advertise to you, you advertise to me
Competition is our model for community
The best go viral, rest of us spiral
All pretending that we're not about to die, still
Not gonna call you, I'll just watch your feed
It's like we're close, minus everything we really need
I saw your dinner, ten seconds of your band
Why are you nice to me? Oh right, 'cause it's your brand
We're getting so social on this media
We're always inspired, whoa whoa whoa
We never get tired, no no no
We're getting so social on this media
There's a whole world to see
Everyone look at me!
And memes are an oasis in a desert of laughs
Big dreams squeezed onto the tiniest rafts
Our screams as the world gives us the shaft
Oh, memes
We're getting so social on this media
We're always inspired, whoa whoa whoa
We never get tired, no no no
We're getting so social on this media
There's a whole world to see
Everyone look at me!