Put your hands on your shoulders, feel how tight?
Put your hands on your stomach, feel how tight?
Now, that’s not right! We gotta loosen up

Not tight like an HD TV
But loose, like a rotary phone
Not tight like airport security
But loose, like a broken home
And we’re sneaking out after midnight

Not tight like a nightclub DJ-
*Press spacebar, play the hits*
But loose like a backyard BBQ
Guitar strumming, whoops, dropped my pick
Brett: Do you want ketchup, mustard, fries with it?

Loose - like a couch cushion. Just found some change! Woo!
Loose - like jungle vines, swing off, jump into the pool
Loosen up!

All at once a realization, the thundering vibrations
The same song on every station
Do what you will with this! Do what you will
Something brave and true I hope - do it until
You find yourself a fresh start over
You wind up with a wild new world
You’ve taken the pieces, broken them down
Melted the metals, turned it around
The chase that never ends -
The give and pull, sunrise, snowfall
Tick tock, ready to rock? Yeah, woah!

Loosen up!

Hey everyone, I’m Tyler Martin and this is James Rabbit band. Look around - the place you are now, the people you are with. Now take a breath. You don’t have to take a breath, I know that’s hard Some things are do or die, todays not one of them. For now we have time to uncomplicate, untie the knot, listen to some music. Okay, I’m going to count to three, and then James Rabbit is going to do the thing.

Big fat ribs