One Groove [Intro — vintage jazz-club ambience, muted crowd chatter, vinyl crackle] [Spoken announcer, old-radio tone] Ladies and gentlemen, We’ve got something moving in the room tonight. Something for the heart… Something for the feet. [Trumpet flourish] [Hook — funky piano vamp, upright bass, crisp boom-bap drums] One groove, one room Let the rhythm make a little more room One beat, one sound Bringing every kind of people around When the horn calls out And the bass rolls through I can feel my soul Getting closer to you [Verse 1 — relaxed rhythmic male rap, playful jazz phrasing] Slide to the left with a cool little sway Troubles at the door, let ’em wait till day Piano got a spark, drums got a plan Trumpet telling stories everybody understands No invitation, no velvet rope Just a pocket full of rhythm and a heart full of hope Strangers start smiling when the backbeat lands Different generations throwing up their hands It’s a tap, it’s a clap, it’s a turn, it’s a spin That beautiful moment when the whole room joins in No need to explain what the feeling means We’re talking through the rhythm, moving in between [Pre-Chorus — horn stabs and rising percussion] Hey now—feel that sound Feet leave the floor when the beat comes around Hey now—come on through There’s always room in the groove for you [Chorus — full brass section, soulful group vocals] One groove, one room Let the rhythm make a little more room One beat, one sound Bringing every kind of people around When the horn calls out And the bass rolls through I can feel my soul Getting closer to you [Post-Chorus — call and response] [Lead] Can you feel it? [Group] Deep in your soul! [Lead] Can you hear it? [Group] Let the good times roll! [Scat vocals] Dibba-dabba, swing that way Bippa-boppa, make my day Tick-tock, don’t stop, ride that sound Jazz in the air and love all around [Verse 2 — agile jazz-rap flow over stripped-back drums and bass] Black shoes, white shoes, high heels, flats Sharp suits, blue jeans, tilted hats Every face carrying a story inside But the groove pulls us onto the very same ride From the sidewalk rhythm to the late-night room Every heart wakes up when the brass goes boom You may speak differently, come from somewhere new But the beat finds the part that is human in you Music moves past every wall we raise Turns separate lives into shared little waves For three sweet minutes, maybe four or five We remember together what it means to be alive [Instrumental Break — piano riff continues, drums swing harder] [Trumpet solo — bright, playful, virtuosic, 16 bars] [Spoken ad-libs beneath trumpet] That’s right… Let it breathe… Let it talk… Now bring that rhythm back! [Breakdown — upright bass and finger snaps] If you came here lonely You don’t leave alone The rhythm makes a family Anywhere it’s played or known If your spirit feels heavy Let the melody begin The music doesn’t ask you Where you’ve been It just pulls you in [Final Chorus — bigger horns, layered crowd vocals] One groove, one room Let the rhythm make a little more room One beat, one sound Bringing every kind of people around When the horn calls out And the bass rolls through I can feel my soul Getting closer to you One heart, one night Every little difference feeling just right One world, one song When we move together, everybody belongs [Outro — piano vamp, trumpet responses, crowd energy] [Call and response] [Lead] One groove! [Group] One room! [Lead] One heart! [Group] Make room! [Scat vocals fading] Bippa-bop, don’t stop, carry it through The soul of the rhythm bringing me to you [Spoken announcer, vintage radio effect] Ladies and gentlemen… That’s what happens when the music brings us together. [Trumpet flourish and vinyl-stop ending]
