Lyrics
We take one step forward and three steps back
To paint a little color between white and black
While that white bread rabble is lining their shoes
Their fuddy-duddy theorem and political views
In The Pink Gardinia sings a manish chanteuse
Crooning away days when her name was Bruce
Jumping upstream there’s no turning back
She got a feline simulator and her Union Jack
She know you got to shake the rhythm
Shake the rhythm (shake, shake, shake oooh)
Shake the rhythm
Shake the rhythm from the inside
A half step duke tangos by the sea
Beautifully natured non-binary
That variegated body comes alive
As a pretty little DJ plays our 45
He know he got to shake the rhythm (shake, shake)
Shake the rhythm (shake, shake, shake oooh)
Shake the rhythm (shake, shake)
Shake the rhythm from the inside
Instrumental bridge (Note: we are thinking vocal vamping here, or trumpet solo)
We got to shake the rhythm (shake, shake)
Shake the rhythm (shake, shake, shake oooh)
Shake the rhythm (shake, shake)
Shake the rhythm from the inside
