Description

One-Stop, Funk, Medium tempo, retro, vintage, soulful, blaxploitation, funky, dance, energetic, upbeat, Male vocals, horns, electric guitar, bass, drums, percussion, Humboldt County, California, United States

Lyrics

Alright

Let’s get it, cmon, turn it up,

California groove gumbo ladies and gentlemen, yeah,

Let’s cook it up right now.

Oh stir it up, i wanna get down. Ooo yeah


Yes indeed ladies and gentlemen. You may have heard of the Memphis soul stew but today we are having California groove gumbo.

Now we’ve been cookin it up for a while, and every time we dip, jive, boogaloo, and do what we do, someone says, “Hey man! What do you put in that funky stew?”

Well i’m gonna tell you right now.

Start off with 10 pounds of drum

Alright, turn up the heat a little bit.

And then, we need about 5 bushels of bass

As round and as plump as you can find.

Now you need 2 cups of that fine Humboldt county guitar. This is gonna taste good people

Now we’re gonna spice it up with about 2 pinches of horn, give it to me

Now this is starting to smell like a gumbo baby


Now we have been travelin’ many miles. Searchin for that real down home roots funky profile. I’m not talkin about none of that metronome stuff. I’m talkin about real organic funk baby

But if you want life, if you want a warm and wet place in which life may grow, them you’re gonna need oxygen.

Give it to me, i need some room

Oh alright just like that baby

Now that was funky, that was good. I need some more. I need some more oxygen baby

Oh yeah, can i get some love diggin dirt band?

Ready? 1 2 hold up! Bring it back to me

Oh baby, yow baby

Oh i like it

Sure is funky

I feel so unnecessary

Hey serve me up a bowl man


I got something i got something

Oh I just can’t help myself

Oh I just can’t help myself

I feel so good

Lemme tell ya i’m in the cut

Ooo i got

Everybody get down with your bad self


Somebody help me