2024-04-22
Lyrics
Fired up, the room was swinging' Mr-Poellie beatin' rhythm, grinning' Erwin's strings were singing' In came Jim, and the soul got brimming' [Verse 2] Marco struck his sharp ska licks Mr-Will's bass, pumpkin thick Crowd's heat up, the night's alive Fingers fly, in the groove they dive With Jim's voice, that sweet soul hive We're cookin' jazz, feel the funk jive [Chorus] We jammin' free, no end tonight With every beat, we feel alright Mr-Poellie's got that kick (that kick) Laying down the groove, so slick Erwin's strings now take the lead (take the lead) Each note telling stories, planting seeds Marco jumps back in the fray (in the fray) His ska guitar takes us away Groove in deep, we claim the floor (claim the floor) Soulful Jim, he gives us more (gives us more) Notes that tell of heart and strife (heart and strife) Singing loud, this music's life (music's life) [Verse 3] Mr-Will with that pumpkin thump (pumpkin thump) The bass line's tight, got that jump (got that jump)
