Letras
Crude, yet bashful, he searched
Deeper, and deeper, and deeper
For that one sound to fit this monocyte mosaic
Oh, this works
As an ancient drum pounds deliberately
Reminding me of every heart that ever beat, in every man
Gourmet
Gourmet
Eyes closed, he's lost, tangled in a collage
His long and slender Italian shoes, tapped in timely acknowledgement
Of what can only be described as, "Groovy bliss"
Ah, groovy Gourmet
Gourmet
Listening carefully now
Brown eyes gleaming analytically into the distance
A love affair
Man in music, in music
Gourmet
Gourmet de Funk
Gourmet
When we first met, man
There was no silence
I don't think there's been silence ever since
Remember when we spent time with our aboriginal cousins
What did they call it again?
A didgeridoo? Didgeridoo
Gourmet
Gourmet de Funk
And when we comforted our African brothers from the cry of slavery
With a spiritual melody
A change is gonna come
And change is gonna come
A change is gonna come, yeah
We're there
And every celebration ever seen, ever heard
Gourmet
Gourmet
Gourmet de Funk
Gourmet
Gourmet, yeah
Gourmet de Funk
Now listen
The smell of salted tropical herbs film the air
Enough to make my mouth, eyes and ears water
Add what you like
And what would you like? Yeah
Just make sure to arrange your composition intuitively, my friend
For as long as this day allows freedom of expression
We shall cook
Gourmet de Funk
Oh, Gourmet
Gourmet
Gourmet de Funk
Gourmet
Gourmet
Gourmet de Funk
Oh, yeah, oh
Gourmet
Um, Gourmet
Gourmet
Gourmet
Gourmet de Funk
Gourmet de Funk
Said I believe
Said I believe
Said I believe
Sin come out
Say hi there
Say