|I love hand-drawn album covers. Homeboy definitely got his roller-ruler out for this one.|
On the other hand, their thesis is not expressed with a great deal of conceptual rigour:
We gave you a beat, dance and call it what you want to
La la la la, this is what you're dancing to
It does have a name, after all
It's The Box, that is what we call it
We call it The Box,
Makes you jump right out your socks
We've got a lot to saaaaaay
Summer Heat, if it takes you eight lines to inform me that I'm dancing to a box, I'm not surprised you got a lot to say.
Bill Summers And Summers Heat - We Call It The Box by doggziller
This track is a heater but it does get a bit repetitive and I would normally mix out half-way. So if you get bored, do make sure you fast forward to the five-minute mark where Bill Summers at last gets down to brass tacks and defines the meaning of "the box".
I guess it's some kind of outer-space box? Bill doesn't explain it all that clearly, really.