Rhythm Kitchen Lyrics – Rare Americans

Rhythm Kitchen Lyrics - Rare Americans

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Rhythm Kitchen Lyrics

I walk into the party
A mansion in the sky
Hints of burning weed
Shimmer in the peoples eyes

I looked over to the kitchen
Preparation of a feast
Pretty lady with a meat clever
Had a chicken by the feet

The DJ was spinning old school beats
Puff the magic dragon, from ’63
She stood outside on the balcony
Like a Lilly in the sun
Offered me a sip of her tea
Said “If you want to have some fun”

Welcome to Rhythm Kitchen
Life is delicious
We got everything you want
It’s the house of good livin’
Some come here to remember
Some come here to forget
Please make yourself at home
This is the best that it gets
At Rhythm Kitchen
At Rhythm Kitchen
At Rhythm Kitchen

Heaven said cook em’ a dish with
A pinch of that groovy
Mixed with some originality
It had to be stuff in cupboard or
Touch of some lovin’
Plus about a dozen kick drums
It’s um, something like lunch time
I’m um, stumping, like drum line

Rhymes fall down from sky, young minds
Find it fun fucking frying French fries
If it means I can buy a clean mic
Make me sound butter, better, bubble sprite
Better blow, better grow, huddle tight
Set the plan, run the play, if I recite
A verse thats been cooked on
The stove with open flame
Chef Boyardee, Smoke the name
All my ingredients organically locally grown
That’s closer to home
Propane, grill order, charcoal pit
Stay out my kitchen, that’s hard core shit

Welcome to Rhythm Kitchen
Life is delicious
We got everything you want
It’s the house of good livin’
Some come here to remember
Some come here to forget
Please make yourself at home
This is the best that it gets
At Rhythm Kitchen
At Rhythm Kitchen
At Rhythm Kitchen mmm

Mouthwatering
Living like a king
Last I remember
She was holding me
I drank that tea

My body started groovin’
My feet felt every beat
I could smell the pie & pudding
And the sizzlin’ duck confit
She grabbed my hands
And twirled me ‘round
Was floating on the sea
Looked me deadpan in the eyes
Said gotta let go if ya wanna be free

Welcome to Rhythm Kitchen
Life is delicious
Everything you want
It’s the house of good living
Some things I can’t remember
But I sure won’t forget
I made myself at home
It was the best that it gets
At Rhythm Kitchen
At Rhythm Kitchen
At Rhythm Kitchen
At Rhythm Kitchen