Circle of the Groove

[Verse 1]
Bare feet in the moss
Gold rings on my claws
Wild in a velvet coat
Smelling like pine and smoke
Got a raven on my shoulder (tell ’em)
And a halo made of leaves
Yeah I talk to the thunder
It bargains with me
[Chorus]
I’m the Druid in the dungeon
Make the forest funk
Roots run deep while the rhythm gets drunk
Turn a lion to a house cat
Storm to a groove
When I cast that spell
Let the Circle of the Groove
Circle of the Groove (hey!)
Circle of the Groove
When I cast that spell
Let the Circle of the Groove
[Verse 2]
I pour moonlight in a chalice
Sip starlight from the rim
Drop that wildshape flex
Now I’m dancing as a lynx
I bless your blade with bramble
Your heart with easy sway
You brought steel to a tangle
I brought vines that play
[Chorus]
I’m the Druid in the dungeon
Make the forest funk
Roots run deep while the rhythm gets drunk
Turn a lion to a house cat
Storm to a groove
When I cast that spell
Let the Circle of the Groove
Circle of the Groove (oh yeah)
Circle of the Groove
When I cast that spell
Let the Circle of the Groove
[Bridge]
Who you callin’ “nature boy” now?
Watch the oak trees bow
Watch the wildfire spin
When I let that rhythm in (woah)
Bless the beasts
Bless the band
Every critter in the crowd
Got their paws in the air
Sayin’
[Chorus]
I’m the Druid in the dungeon
Make the forest funk
Roots run deep while the rhythm gets drunk
Turn a lion to a house cat
Storm to a groove
When I cast that spell
Let the Circle of the Groove
Circle of the Groove (hey!)
Circle of the Groove
When I cast that spell
Let the Circle of the Groove

funk, Playful fantasy funk with a rubbery bass line, clavinet stabs, and tight pocket drums; male vocals leaning sly and charismatic. Verses ride a low-slung groove with call-and-response horn hits, chorus explodes with gang shouts and shimmering synth pads. Bridge drops to half-time with filtered percussion then snaps back into a bright, stacked-vocal final hook.