Instrumental and vocals generated with Suno AI.
Lyrics written by Dr Mester .
Not for commercial use.

"No Broccoli for Nobody" is more than just a track—it's a deep dive into the clash of ancient wisdom and modern-day dogma. Inspired by Weston Price’s findings and the timeless balance in traditional diets, this song flips the script on what we’ve been told about food and health. We’re talking Eskimos thriving on fat and protein in the harshest cold, and Bedouins making milk their lifeline in the blistering heat.
The lyrics are about more than just food; they speak to the wisdom of ancient cultures who adapted to their environments in ways modern society has lost touch with. It’s a powerful message against diet extremism, breaking down the idea of a “one-size-fits-all” approach to nutrition.
In the end, we’re all part of nature, and as we reclaim what’s been lost—traditional wisdom—we can heal ourselves and our world.


NO BROCCOLI FOR NOBODY (Eskimos vs. Bedouins – The Great Diet Showdown That Wasn't)
[Intro]
"Yo, they told us ‘Eat your greens!’ But what if the land ain't green?
They told us ‘Whole grains or die!’ But what if the ground ain't got no rye?
They wanna school us—but Mother Nature been teaching class since time begun!"

 (The Showdown Begins]

Eskimos step up first, flexing their Arctic survival skills:
"Ain’t no fields, just ice and snow,
No farms, no wheat, just fish and roe.
Blubber on deck, keep the heat in my chest,
Raw meat melt, we digest with no stress."
Bedouins fire back, holding it down for the desert:
"Meanwhile, down where the sand runs deep,
Ain’t no fish, no seal, no meat.
Ain’t no blubber, ain't no bone,
But God gave milk—yeah, straight from the throne!"


"Brown rice? Kale? That’s cute, but where’s it at?
Snow’s too cold, sand’s too cracked.
God gave fat where the cold winds blow,
Gave milk to the desert, fat in a flow!"
"Ain’t no ‘good,’ ain’t no ‘bad,’
Just what keeps your people fed.
Eskimos burn, Bedouins chill,
Both stay strong, no doctor’s bill!"

 (Why They Can't Swap)

Eskimos clowning Bedouins trying to survive in the Arctic:
"You sip that milk? Cute, my dude,
But you gon’ freeze in that igloo.
No dates, no kefir, ain't no cow,
So how you finna hydrate now?"
Bedouins laughing at Eskimos lost in the desert:
"You gnaw on fat? That’s cool, my guy,
But eat that here? You straight up die.
Melt like butter, slow and fried,
While I’m sipping milk and staying alive!"

:
 (Diet Dogma Gets Destroyed)

"Yo, tell the Eskimos to eat some greens,
But all they see is snow and seas!
Tell the Bedouins, ‘Protein’s a must!’
But you try eating blubber in 100 plus!"
"It ain't about 'right' or 'wrong,'
It's about where you belong.
God gave yin to the yang,
Cold needs heat, desert needs damp.
Nature ain’t stupid, but man… might be.
Selling one-size-fits-all—nah, miss me!"



(The Realization – No Showdown, Just Truth]


"We ain’t enemies—we both winning,
You got milk, I got fat, and we both grinning.
Different foods, different lands,
Different climates, different plans."
"Nature wrote the rulebook, we just follow,
Ain’t no one-size meal to swallow.
From the ice to the sand, we all adapt,
God’s design—now, chew on that!"


"So take your dogma, take your plate,
Ain’t no one-size-fits-all fate.
No brown rice, no tofu schemes,
No broccoli—nobody needs greens!"
"No broccoli for nobody."

NO BROCCOLI FOR NOBODY Eskimos vs. Bedouins

ITALIAN VERSION

instrumental and vocals generated with Suno AI.
✍️ Lyrics written by Dr Mester. Protected under U.S. Copyright laws.
⚠️ Not for commercial use.WHAT THIS IS:

This is your new groove-fueled reality check. "Acque Basse" (Shallow End) is a head-nodding, bass-gorgeous jam that gets your feet moving while it dissects the soul-crushing farce of fake teamwork and silent envy. It’s for anyone who’s ever sat through a forced team-building event, gotten a glowing review that was hidden from the group chat, and thought, "This is all a beautiful lie." It’s the smooth, easy groove of 70s disco meets the laid-back pulse of one-drop reggae, all with a razor-sharp, cynical edge.

THE VIBE IS:

    That undeniable, Saturday Night Fever-era Bee Gees melody meets a Toots & The Maytals rhythm section—a gorgeous, melodic bass line, crisp guitars, and soulful harmonies.

    A danceable, swaying rhythm anchored by a classic one-drop reggae beat that makes your head nod instinctively.

    The contrast of smooth, soulful harmonies on the chorus against clear, rhythmic, truth-telling vocals on the verses.

    A cool, infectious groove—this isn't frantic; it's smooth, powerful, and impossibly catchy.

WHAT THIS IS NOT:

    This is NOT a feel-good, mindless party track.

    This is NOT another song about superficial motivation.

    This is NOT whining. This is observation, sharpened into a weapon and set to a monster groove.

If you've ever felt like an island in a sea of forced high-fives, this is your anthem. Press play, nod your head, move your feet, and see your own reflection pedaling in the shallow end.

(This is the Italian vocal version. An English funk-disco fusion version is also available on my profile.)daling.

SHALLOW END (The Team Lie) italian

NOT HERE TO TRADE HOLLOW FOLLOW FOR FOLLOW NOR NEED LIKES OR ANY PROPOSAL, TY!

"Naturopath by profession, rhythm-maker by passion. Exploring the deep connections between ancestral wisdom, nutrition, and sound. Funk-infused truths, anything from  fermented beets to delicious raw beats, and messages that challenge the norm."

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