You might find me cheesy
But I’m really extra sharp
I’m fresh from Wisconsin
You know the funk is in my heart

I’m an explorer on a mission
And I’m chasing down a vision
That my imagination showed me
While I was sitting feeling lonely

There were billions grooving gears
Interlocked throughout the years
And they were syncopating perfectly
While balancing in harmony

Sailing these cheesy seas
Captain Queso’s on the groove

I’ve seen what happens when music dies
And I’ve been to harbors were groove resides
You know the music makes a metaphor
That guides a lonely sailor to its shores

Anything can be groovy
If you lean learn to look between
The unpleasantries surrounding you
Things aren’t always what they seem

You know it everyone
Captain Queso’s got the beat

You might find me cheesy
But my record never skips
Call me Captain Queso
Welcome to my ship

I sequester secret subtle sounds
And gather grooves from all around
To make some magic with my cats
Recomposing tones I’ve found

I commandeer a timeless beat
And my record never ends
My music sits on a mobius strip
But my pocket never bends

Don’t pretend you can’t hear it
That’s Queso’s funky horn

You might find me cheesy
But it never stops my art
Call me Captain Queso
Come onboard my ark

I learned from those that came before
And walked right through the funky door
To funkadelic communication
Groovaliscious good vibrations
Sympathetic conversations

Interstellar destinations
Resonating revelations
Heart destroying realizations
Happiness and pure elation
Mind expanding elevation
Tantalizing sweet temptations

I had some soul defeating cold frustration
But underwent a transformation
and now I’m chillin on a soul vacation
Enjoying a little funky creation
Jammin out on my groovy station

You might find me cheesy
But I’m pretty sure you’re wrong
Call me Captain Queso
And I just sang my song