Angela Wybrow - Street Dancing

We're the number one street dance crew;
We’re doing what we were born to do.
We strive to reach the highest heights.
What we do is explosive: like dynamite.
There ain't no room for any indecision;
All our moves need spot-on precision.
This way and that, we twist and turn.
The floor, we set on fire, and we burn.
We need to keep our routines tight;
Each move needs to be exactly right.
We spin cartwheels across the floor,
Leaving the crowds, calling for more.
We spin on our heads, and on our backs.
We're aiming real high: for the very max.
Strutting, tutting, and doing scissor kicks,
Our routines are a total dance fusion mix.
Techno, ballet, tap, urban, folk and jazz -
Moves from all these genres, add pizzazz.
We’re hip-hopping and body-popping.
Jiggin', jerkin', bouncing and bopping.
Waving, turfing, floating, strobbing, snaking:
Add to new routines, which are in the making.
We need to keep the energy high.
Their very best, everyone will try.
Dedication, is the name of the game.
Dressed in our gear, we're all the same.
We're bustin' all our coolest moves,
To the very latest happenin' grooves.
When we hear the very first beat,
We can't help, but move our feet.
You'll find us, most nights, gettin' down,
To the coolest sounds and vibes around.
The club is alive, and the beat is thumping.
All around us, the crews are krumping.
On the dance floor, we glide and slide.
In our every move, we show our pride.
Through our dance, ourselves we express.
We're hopin' that our moves, will impress.
Our feet, upon the floor, we do stomp.
We need to win our next dance comp.
When it comes to our next big test,
We won't be happy, till we're the best.

Angela Wybrow

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