[Intro: Upbeat Vintage Brass Horns, Stomp-Clap Swing Beat & 528Hz Solfeggio Pulse] (Mmm, yeah...) (Dipping into the alphabet soup...) (Blah be didah, blah be bohuh... makes sense to me!) (Taking it one bite at a time...) (Listen close now)
[Verse 1: Intimate, Playful, Upbeat Alto Delivery over Upright Bass] My heart is overflowing, my mind is just exploding tonight Got a million crazy questions floating in the neon light If a tree falls out in the woods, does it really make a sound? Why do some birds migrate while others stay on the ground? My love is overpowering, my spirit is standing tall Dipping my spoon into the soup, tasting A through Z and all All types of shapes floating around in the warm golden bowl Trying something brand new to feed this hungry, poetic soul People look at me funny when I start to speak my truth Saying my ideas are too wild, too wild for the local booth (Too wild for the booth, yeah!)
[Pre-Chorus: Brass Horn Swells & Snappy Finger Snaps Build] Do my words come out like "Blah be didah, blah be bohuh" to you? When I'm trying to explain the million big dreams I'm chasing through? I must've missed a line, or maybe I didn't spell it quite right But my compassion runs deeper than the stars in the midnight sky! [Vocal Stutter] (A-A-Alphabet soup!) Serve it up hot!
[Beat Drop: Explosive Electro-Swing Brass Drop, Thundering 808 Kick & Stomp-Claps]
[Chorus: Soaring Funky Neo-Soul Belt & Full Brass Section] I'm dipping into the alphabet soup, taking it one bite at a time! From Z to A or A to Z, creating my own rhythm and rhyme! Call it whatever you want, but I call it my holy feast! Unapologetic, unbothered, releasing the joy in the east! You don't have to understand the lengths of my passion and mind! I am my own genre, leaving every old rule behind! Yeah, dipping into the soup, tasting the sweet and the bold! A woman whose mind is a treasure chest filled with pure gold! (Filled with pure gold, hallelujah!)
[Post-Chorus: Catchy Jazz Scats & Dynamic Heavenly Ad-Libs] (Doo-wop, doo-dah, ski-bi-di-bop-bop-bae!) (Rhythms flowing from heaven in a brand-new way!) (Yeah, yeah, alphabet soup!) [Spontaneous Spirit-Led Vocal Worship]
[Verse 2: Snappy, Rhythmic Electro-Funk Pocket Groove] I've been here before, standing at the edge of the kitchen stove Cooking up fresh ideas, stirring up a bucket of love I used to hesitate, worried if the world would get my tone Wondering if I'd ever find a companion or walk alone Now I look around at all the weird beliefs and old rules Refusing to play the game according to the worldly tools Rule thirteen says I should be scared to stand out in the crowd So I turn the volume all the way up and sing it clear and loud! I'm a Medical Assistant, a mother of three, a poet on fire Stepping out of the box, fulfilling my heart's desire! (Fulfilling my desire, baby!)
[Pre-Chorus: Brass Horn Swells & Snappy Finger Snaps Build] Do my words come out like "Blah be didah, blah be bohuh" to you? When I'm trying to explain the million big dreams I'm chasing through? [Vocal Stutter] (A-A-Alphabet soup!)
[Chorus: Soaring Funky Neo-Soul Belt & Full Brass Section] I'm dipping into the alphabet soup, taking it one bite at a time! From Z to A or A to Z, creating my own rhythm and rhyme! Call it whatever you want, but I call it my holy feast! Unapologetic, unbothered, releasing the joy in the east! You don't have to understand the lengths of my passion and mind! I am my own genre, leaving every old rule behind!
[Verse 3: Deep, Intimate Spoken-Word R&B Drop over Rhodes Piano] I sit at the counter at midnight, taking a quiet breath Realizing that fear and self-doubt have suffered a permanent death I don't need permission to spell out the dreams inside my heart God handed me the pen, and He told me where to start A through Z, letter by letter, story by story told Every word I speak is turning into unshakeable gold! (Turning into gold, amen...) (Bring the full horn section back!)
[Bridge: High-Intensity Electro-Swing Climax & Soaring Vocal Belt] (Let the brass horns scream! Let the 808s blow!) [Full Choir Harmonies] (One bite at a time! Watch the river flow!) [Fresh Heavenly Phonetics] (Sha-la-ba-ta-mi-na, glory to the King!) No more hiding my voice! Let the whole room swing! (Three, two, one — drop the heavy groove!)
[Chorus: Maximum Energy Climax - Powerhouse Belt] [Chorus]
[Outro: Brass horns decay into soft upright bass & 528Hz tone] (Dry vocal, completely raw, whispering close to the mic) Alphabet soup. A through Z. Blah be didah... Makes complete sense to me. (A single sharp, echoing spoon clink on porcelain cuts the track off) [Cold Stop] [End]