Brian’s disco machine, shining in the night, Spinnin’ those tunes, groovin’ under the disco light. The crowd’s getting wild, dancing with glee, In the land of garbanzo, he’s the one to be. The music’s pumpin’, the beat never dies, Brian’s navigatin’ through the chickpea highs. His moves are electric, his energy extreme, The chickpea king, livin’ out his dream.