Chamblee

Lyrics

[Intro — instrumental only, no vocals]
[a cylinder spins and clicks round and round; the beat builds]
[Instrumental build — still no singing, let the groove settle in]
[Instrumental — the clicks and the strings carry it alone]

[Verse 1 — vocals enter at last]
Antique row and the Buford Highway lights,
the old Naval field where they flew the nights;
spin the chamber, hear the cylinder tick,
Chamblee loading up the international mix.

[Chorus]
Chamblee, Chamblee, spin and click,
the chamber turning slow and the heart beats quick;
round and round where the whole world dines,
the click of a city on the northeast line.

[Verse 2]
Pho and pupusas and a hundred tongues,
the antique clocks and the songs unsung;
every chamber holds a different round,
Chamblee spinning all the world around.

[Chorus]
Chamblee, Chamblee, spin and click,
the chamber turning slow and the heart beats quick;
round and round where the whole world dines,
the click of a city on the northeast line.

[Outro — vocals stop here]
[Instrumental — the spinning chamber rides out alone, no more singing]
[Long instrumental outro — the groove fades slowly all the way down to silence]