Beware of the Cook - Free Music from The Red State Bluesters

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Come in for tea, sit for a see
Are you all right? Well all right
Are you liking my style? Do I make you smile?
Well then all right, yeah all right

I'm cooking up a hurricane
A little bit of onion
A little bit of garlic
And some purple rain

Don't drink it too fast, just make it last
You know it's all right, well all right
It's a mind bender, don't just surrender
It takes all night, yeah all night

I'm serving up the rain in Spain
A little bit of jasmine,
A little bit of hemlock
And some sugar cane

I measure with precision
when I'm cooking in the kitchen
Come on by, yeah come on by
If it's soul food that your digging
It'll steal yours while your swigging
Won't ya try? Yeah come on by

What do you see? Can you tell me?
Is it all right? Well all right
Is your soul going flying? Is that why you're smiling?
Well then all right, yeah all right

I'm cooking up a burning rain
A little bit o honey,
A little habenero
And some stinging pain

I measure with precision
When I'm cooking in the kitchen
Come on by, yeah come on by
If it's soul food that your digging
It'll steal yours while your swigging
Won't ya try? Yeah come on by

Now your to me as a flower to bee
And that's all right, well all right
From a bottomless ocean I get my potion
And it's all right, yeah all right

I'm boiling in a lover's lane
I'm cooking up our hearts aflame

I measure with precision
When I'm cooking in the kitchen
Come on by, yeah come on by
If it's soul food that your digging
It'll steal yours while your swigging
Won't ya try? Yeah come on by

Beware of the Cook

THE GHOSTS OF SAN YSIDRO -
There's an old town on the high
chaparral of New Mexico where
no one leaves - click on the old
church ruins for music and lyrics

H ONEY TO THE BEE - Swahili
love incantation with healthy
helping of the Booty Boops - click
on bee for music and lyrics

Listen to more Red State Bluester songs
inspired by Zen-like trances and stale Pabst
Blue Ribbon beer...