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Rock
Jazz
Blues
Come gather ‘round, it’s gumbo night,
With a dash of jazz and blues so bright.
Stirr'in’ pots under the starry skies,
Listen close as the rhythm flies.
The moon’s a pot of silver stew,
Gossip from the crawfish crew,
Got a bass line thumpin', feel it in your feet,
A sax so smooth, it’s the essence of heat.
Beneath the starlit gumbo swirl,
Laughter and music beckon the world,
Let the horns play a tune so fine,
Sippin’ on dreams, we’re feelin’ divine! (oh oh!)
Fried catfish sizzlin' on the side,
With a tale to tell, let’s take a ride,
Where the bayou whispers secrets soft,
In this gumbo pot, we’ll all lift off.
[Solo]
[Instruments take over, trumpet and guitar intertwine]
Beneath the starlit gumbo swirl,
Laughter and music beckon the world,
Let the horns play a tune so fine,
Sippin’ on dreams, we’re feelin’ divine! (oh oh!)
And if the night is getting cold,
We’ll warm our hearts with stories bold,
With every spoonful souls will find,
The hidden flavors, intertwined.
Twirlin’ dancers, lost in the beat,
Every shuffle brings a gust of heat,
Hand in hand, spin beneath the light,
In this gumbo dream, we’ll dance till night!
Beneath the starlit gumbo swirl,
Laughter and music beckon the world,
Let the horns play a tune so fine,
Sippin’ on dreams, we’re feelin’ divine! (oh oh!)
[Outro]
So here we are, the pot’s runnin’ low,
But every spice tells a tale we know,
Wrap us in the melody’s embrace,
In our starlit gumbo, we find our place.
[Fade-Out]
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