Penny Johnson - The Sugar Shack Prelude lyrics

Into the cave where lust and love became one Where the round wound and the black bottom quiver Where the ivory gets tickles by cool black hands We create dance and melody Resounding Unpretentious spirit Oh that we are the leaders of tomorrow At a quarter past eleven they'll come running Caged but ever free To the sound of the drum and the runes on the wall We remember our heroes ex-per-ession Sa**y Lester Billie Satch and the Duke Yes Lord, this is the place to be