Gourmet de Funk

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



Credits
Writer(s): Mustafa Guendogdu, Erroll Rennalls
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