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Well, the clouds didnt look like cotton

They didnt even look like clouds

I was underneath the weather

My friends looked a crowd

The swimmin hole was full of rum

I tried to find out why

All I learned was this my friend

You got to swim before you fly

I got two girls

Ones in heaven and ones below

Oh, one I love with all my heart

And one I do not know.

Two lonesome dudes on an ugly horse

Passed by not long ago

They asked me where the action was

I said I did not know

As they disappeared into the brush

I heard the driver say

Hes a little slow between the ears

Hes always been that way.

I got two girls

Ones in heaven and ones below

Oh, one I love with all my heart

And one I do not know.

Jolly jane just lays around

And listens with her mouth

Shes had about a dozen husbands

But the last one pulled out

Now, whos gonna bring her dinner

Through the weary years ahead

All she'll get from me is sympathy

Got no time to see shes fed.

I got two girls

Ones in heaven and ones below

Oh, one I love with all my heart

And one I do not know.

Its cold down on the bayou

They say its in your mind

But the moccasins are treadin ice

And leavin strange designs

Cajuns say the last time

That this happend they werent here

All beaumonts full of penguins

And Im a-playin it by ear.

I got two girls

Ones in heaven and ones below

Oh, one I love with all my heart

And one I do not know.

Two Girls

- Townes Van Zandt

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Once upon a time, my advice to you would have been go out and find yourself a whore

But I guess I've grown up, because I don't give that kind of advice anymore

Gonna be a world of hurt

Gonna be a world of hurt

Gonna be a world of hurt

I was 27 when I figured out that blowing my brains wasn't the answer

So I decided, maybe I should find a way to make this world work out for me

And my good friend Paul was 83 when he told me; that "To love is to feel pain"

And I thought about that then and I've thought about that again and again

Gonna be a world of hurt

Gonna be a world of hurt

Gonna be a world of hurt

"To love is to feel pain" there ain't no way around it

The very nature of love is to grieve when it is over

The secret to a happy ending is knowing when to roll the credits

Better role them now before something else goes wrong

No, it's a wonderful world, if you can put aside the sadness

And hang on to every ounce of beauty upon you

Better take the time to know it

If you feel anything at all

Gonna be a world of hurt

Gonna be a world of hurt

Gonna be a world of hurt

So if what you have is working for you, or you think that it can stand a reasonable chance, and whatever's broken seems fixable and nothing's beyond repair

If you still think about each other and smile before you remember how screwed up it's gotten or maybe dream of a time less rotten

Remember, it ain't too late to take a deep breath and throw yourself into it with everything you got

It's great to be alive

Gonna be a world of hurt

Gonna be a world of hurt

Gonna be a world of hurt

World Of hurt

-Drive-By Truckers

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Well she run me down

Tossed me round

Slandered my name all over town

My good gal ain't no good to me

She makes true love more like misery

I'm walkin' hunched

I get drunk a bunch

Sucker up and take a punch

My good gal ain't no good to me

N' I think I've acted reasonably

But I miss her....... mmmhhm

All that I wish from her...mmmhhm

Is the time of day

Don't go out of your way

Just leave me with a stack of them bills to pay

My good gal ain't no good to me

She's supposed to have the courtesy

To shut the door

When she's been playin a whore

Don't want to see his rags piled on the floor

My good gal ain't no good to me

And I only wish that she could see...

That I miss her......mmmhhmm

But I miss her.... mmmhhmm

All I have is a picture.... of her

Taken years ago

I was a kid you know

We were leaned up against that El Dorado

My good gal ain't no good to me

But the final word belongs to me

Because I drove her out of town

And I shot her down

And I left there in the cold cold ground

My good gal ain't no good to me

Not even in my memory

But I miss her......

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Eating snow flakes with plastic forks

And a paper plate of course, you think of everything

Short love with a long divorce

And a couple of kids of course

They don't mean anything

Live in trailers with no class

goddamn I hope I can pass high school means nothing

Taking heartache with hard work

Goddamn I am such a jerk, I can't do anything

And I shout that you're all fakes

And you should have seen the look on your face

And I guess that's what it takes

When comparing your bellyaches

And it's been a long time

Which agrees with this watch of mine

And I guess that I miss you, and I'm sorry

if I dissed you

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I went down to Billy Bishop's house, I went looking for a score

Billy's wife just looked at me, said, "Billy don't live hear no more

"He left here in December, he took the Pontiac

"He went to see the Animator, and I don't think he's coming back"

Aloha,

Brad

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Thompson Girl, I'm stranded at the Unique Motel

Thompson Girl winterfighter's shot on the car as well

looks like Christmas at 55 degrees

this latitude weakens my knees, Thompson Girl

Grunt work somewhere between dream and duty

poking through with all them shoots of beauty

Thompson Girl walking form Churchill

across the icy world with polar bears it's mostly uphill

but when she saw that nickel stack

she whistled hard and I whistled back, Thompson Girl

Grunt work time between dream state and duty

poking through with all them shoots of beauty

grunt work somewhere between dream and duty

poking through with all them shoots of beauty

Thompson Girl we're down at the deadhouse plants

Thompson Girl we've jettisoned everything we can

she says springtime's coming

wait til you see

it poking through with them shoots of beauty

it's time we end this siege together, Thompson Girl

Thompson Girl

Thompson Girl

Thompson Girl

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You can lie to your Mama, you can lie to your race

but you can’t lie to nobody with that cold steel in your face.

And the same God that you’re so afraid is gonna send you to hell

is the same one you’re gonna answer to when the pin hits the shell.

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And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack

And you may find yourself in another part of the world

And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile

And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful

wife

And you may ask yourself-Well...How did I get here?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down

Letting the days go by/water flowing underground

Into the blue again/after the money's gone

Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

And you may ask yourself

How do I work this?

And you may ask yourself

Where is that large automobile?

And you may tell yourself

This is not my beautiful house!

And you may tell yourself

This is not my beautiful wife!

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down

Letting the days go by/water flowing underground

Into the blue again/after the money's gone

Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...

Water dissolving...and water removing

There is water at the bottom of the ocean

Carry the water at the bottom of the ocean

Remove the water at the bottom of the ocean!

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down

Letting the days go by/water flowing underground

Into the blue again/in the silent water

Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down

Letting the days go by/water flowing underground

Into the blue again/after the money's gone

Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

And you may ask yourself

What is that beautiful house?

And you may ask yourself

Where does that highway go?

And you may ask yourself

Am I right?...Am I wrong?

And you may tell yourself

MY GOD!...WHAT HAVE I DONE?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down

Letting the days go by/water flowing underground

Into the blue again/in the silent water

Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down

Letting the days go by/water flowing underground

Into the blue again/after the money's gone

Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...

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If I make it through this year, I think I'm gonna put this bottle down

Maybe as time goes on I'll learn to miss it less than I do now

Think I'm gonna tell her that I'm gonna go away for a while

Till I can get this demon out

You know the bottle ain't to blame and I ain't trying to

It don't make you do a thing it just lets you

When I'm six feet underground, I'll need a drink or two

And I'll sure miss you

Take me piece by piece till there ain't nothing left worth taking away from me

The highway's humming in my head and it's hard to hear

Won't you read my lips if I pull you near enough

Could you read my fortune in the bottem of this coffee cup

Tell me how to tell when I've had enough

If morning's a bitch with open arms and night's a girl who's gone to far

Whiskey is harder to keep than a woman and it's half as sweet but

Women without whiskey, Women without whiskey

Whiskey is hard to beat

Whiskey is hard to beat

Women Without Whiskey

-Drive-By Truckers

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Where in the hell are we going?

Where in the hell is here?

What is the point of our knowing?

Where is the view that is clear?

How long does it take to get there?

How long ago did we leave?

How long is this road in which I stare?

How long until we achieve?

Whether the weather, block out the sun

Whether the weather bring rain

Whether the weather can weather this fog

Stupid Questions are to blame

Stupid Questions are to blame

Like what is the object of this game?

What is the price that we pay?

What is the distance of this terrain?

What does it take just to play?

Why are we going so fast?

Why are we in this zone?

Why is this cop towing my car?

Why can't they leave us alone?

Whether the weather, block out the sun

Whether the weather bring rain

Whether the weather can weather this fog

Stupid Questions are to blame

Stupid Questions are to blame

Like who, what, when, where, why, how much

who, what, when, where, why, etc.

Who the hell here is responsible today?

Who the hell here is alive?

Who goes and its okay?

Who's turn is it to drive?

When did I decide to move on?

Or when the wind will it be near?

When did this engine light go on?

When will the towtruck be here?

Whether the weather, block out the sun

Whether the weather bring rain

Whether the weather can weather this fog

Stupid Questions are to blame

Stupid Questions are to blame

Like who, what, when, where, why, how much

who, what, when, where, why...

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If your child ain't all he should be now

This girl will put him right.

I'll show him what he could be now

Just give me one night.

I'm the Gypsy - the acid Queen.

Pay before we start.

I'm the Gypsy - The acid queen.

I'll tear your soul apart.

Give us a room and close the door

Leave us for a while.

Your boy won't be a boy no more

Young, but not a child.

I'm the Gypsy - the acid queen.

Pay before we start.

I'm the Gypsy the acid queen.

I'll tear your soul apart.

Gather your wits and hold on fast,

Your mind must learn to roam.

Just as the Gypsy Queen must do

You're gonna hit the road.

My work is done now look at him

He's never been more alive.

His head it shakes his fingers clutch.

Watch his body writhe

I'm the Gypsy - the acid queen.

Pay before we start.

I'm the Gypsy - I'm guaranteed.

To break your little heart

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Happy Jack wasn't old, but he was a man.

He lived in the sand at the Isle of Man.

The kids would all sing, he would take the wrong key,

So they rode on his head in their furry donkey.

The kids couldn't hurt Jack,

They tried, tried, tried.

They dropped things on his back,

They lied, lied, lied, lied, lied.

But they couldn't stop Jack, 'or the waters lapping,

And they couldn't prevent Jack from being happy.

But they couldn't stop Jack, 'or the waters lapping,

And they couldn't prevent Jack from feeling happy.

The kids couldn't hurt Jack,

They tried, tried, tried.

They dropped things on his back

They lied, lied, lied, lied, lied.

But they couldn't stop Jack, 'or the waters lapping.

And they couldn't prevent Jack from being happy.

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Way on down where they've been forgotton

City just sinking with the whole world watching

Wading waste deep in water, living on my roof in the land of forgotton

Hey, to the deaf giant with the big muscles why ya moving so slow

Con, conquer and dividing, hole in the bucket got nothing to show

G be indiana jones-ing

Digging up the east stealing dinosaur bones-ing

Hey, he don't dream of stopping

Chasing his tail, trying to find Bin Laden

Hell, is what he living

It's not what you get, it's bout what ya giving

Hey, and i know you won't admit it

Ya stepped in the puddle and you know what was in it

Another storm coming, you better cover head

Shit gonna hit the fan, Gov did nothin'

Oh my god, and the Gov did nothin'

Woah Gov did nothin'

Oh my god, and the Gov did nothin'

Woah Gov did nothin'

Now i don't wish to offend

No i don't wish to start a fight

But do you really think that the Gov would do nothin'

If all those people were white

Hey, don't tell me you know the answer

Stranger than fiction and it don't need romancing

Hey and he think they're the sinners

He caught up in the race and he think he the winner

Forgotton for way too long

Another storm coming, you better cover head

Shit gonna hit the fan, Gov did nothin'

Another storm coming, you better cover head

Shit gonna hit the fan, Gov did nothin'

Oh my god, the Gov did nothin'

Woah Gov did nothin'

Oh my god, and the Gov did nothin'

Woah Gov did nothin'

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I'm down twenty to the devil

Hell, I hope he'll take a check

I'll kiss his ass until I get level

Then I'll break his neck

I have drank from the cup of your soul like there ain't no tomorrow

I been cursed from the first with the thirst for that sweet wine of sorrow

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Eulalie

Lyrics: Robert Hunter

Music: Robert Hunter

Rockabye lady in the sky

Come and hear my lullaby

Far from care and far from pain

Fields of roses wet with rain

Memory itself recedes

I can't remember what I believe

But I believe whatever it was

Shed more light than anything else does

Rockabye lady in the solitary moonlight

Might have been a June night, judging from the starlight

Elementary magic of the solitary moonbeam

Might have been a dream but that isn't how it seemed

Down came the fellow with the rose umbrella

Drifting down from the moon so pale and yellow

Rising up to meet him in the middle of the air

Eulalie came a grinning with the lily in her black hair

Eulalie comes, Eulalie goes

Sweet as sunshine on the rose

Once alive, you never die

Just open to some other sky

Rockabye lady in the wind

Some day we'll meet again

A thousand years, a thousand miles

A thousand postcards I don't write

A thousand hopes, a thousand songs

A thousand reasons to be gone

Only one to come back home

Eulalie in the moonlight all alone

Rockabye lady in the solitary moonlight

Gleaming through the evergeen, [??]

Down came the fellow with the rose umbrella

Drifting down from the moon so pale and yellow

The two entwined, as lovers will

Underneath the comet up on Dead Man Hill

Sky rode highway, laced in diamonds

The skies are bright and blue and [diamonds]

Sky rode highway, laced in blood

We were here before the flood

Flood recedes, will come again

Maybe you will love me then

Memory itself recedes

Can't remember what I believe

But I believe whatever it was

Shed more light than anything else does

Rockabye lady in the solitary moonlight

Must have been a June night, guaging from the starlight

Elementary magic of a momentary moonbeam

Might have been a dream but that wasn't how it seemed

I Love THIS Toon.. Very very very Magical.

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Leave the bright blue door on the white-washed wall.

Leave the death ledger under city hall.

Leave the joyful air and that rubber ball today.

Leave the lilac print on the linen sheet.

Leave the bird you killed at your father's feet.

Let the sideways rain in the crooked street remain.

Leave whimpering dog in his cold kennel.

Leave the dead starlet on her pedestal.

Leave the acid kids in their green fishbowls today.

Leave the sad guitar in its hard-shell case.

Leave the worried look on your lover's face.

Let the orange embers in the fireplace remain.

Cause everything must belong somewhere.

The train off in the distance, bicycle chained to the stairs.

Everything must belong somewhere.

I know that now, that's why I'm staying here.

Leave the ocean's roar in the turquoise shell.

Leave the widower in his private hell.

Leave the liberty in that broken bell today.

Leave the epic poem on its yellowed page.

Leave the gray macaw in his covered cage.

Let the traveling band on the interstate remain.

Cause everything must belong somewhere.

Sound-stage in California, televisions in Times Square.

Everything must belong somewhere.

I know that now, that's why I'm staying here.

Yeah I know that now that's why I'm staying here.

Leave the secret talks on the trundle bed.

Leave the garden tools in the rusted shed.

Leave those bad ideas in your troubled head today.

Leave the restless ghost in his old hotel.

Leave the homeless man in his cardboard cell.

Let the painted horse on the carousel remain.

Cause everything must belong somewhere.

Just like the gold around her finger and the silver in his hair.

Yeah, everything must belong somewhere.

I know that now, that's why I'm staying here.

I know that now, that's why I'm staying here.

In truth, the forrest hears each sound.

Each blade of grass as it lies down.

The world requires no audience.

no witnesses, no witnesses.

Leave the old town drunk on his wooden stool.

Leave the autumn leaves in the swimming pool.

Leave the poor black child in his crumbling school today.

Leave novelist in his daydream tomb.

Leave the scientist in his rubic's cube.

Let true genius in the padded room remain.

Leave horses hair on the slanted bow.

Leave the slot machines on the riverboat.

Leave the cauliflower in the casserole today.

Leave the hot, bright trash in the shopping malls.

Leave the hawks of war in their capitals.

Let the organ's moan in the cathedral remain.

Cause everything must belong somewhere.

They locked the devil in the basement, threw God up into the air.

Yeah, everything must belong somewhere.

You know it's true, I wish you'd leave me here.

You know it's true, why don't you leave me here?

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DRINKER'S PEACE

At times I wish I were dead

Busy people dancing all over my head

This I value with every move they make

Real bad headache with every step they take

I get a contact buzz

Can't remember what the problem was

I find it hard to even care

Life was to real till you got there

My life is dirt but you seem to make it cleaner

Reduce my felony to a misdemeanor

When I feel sick you're an antibiotic

Organize my world that was pointless and chaotic

by Guided By Voices

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Now I don't want to argue I don't want to fight,

and if theres something wrong yes you know I'm gonna try to make it right,

I love you, you love me we be one family tonight,

so get right over here and lets get down get funky tonight,

cause you are my queen and there ain't no doubt about it,

and if you want I'll tell the world yes you know I'll shout it,

the way you walk talk move yeah, girl get me high as a kite

so get right ova here and lets get down get funky tonight,

tonight

(JBT--where I will be getting funky tonight!)

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Ill be your mirror

Reflect what you are, in case you dont know

Ill be the wind, the rain and the sunset

The light on your door to show that youre home

When you think the night has seen your mind

That inside youre twisted and unkind

Let me stand to show that you are blind

Please put down your hands

cause I see you

I find it hard to believe you dont know

The beauty that you are

But if you dont let me be your eyes

A hand in your darkness, so you wont be afraid

When you think the night has seen your mind

That inside youre twisted and unkind

Let me stand to show that you are blind

Please put down your hands

cause I see you

Ill be your mirror

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Well your wishes and your feelings

Your bad dreams and intuitions

Are about as much good to me right now as a brand new set of golf clubs

We've been this close to death before, we were just too drunk to know it

Guess the price of being sobers being scared out of your mind

When it comes your time to go, ain't no good way to go about it

Ain't no use in thinking bout it

You'll just drive yourself insane

There comes a time for everything

And the time has come for you to shut your mouth and get your ass on the plane

Ain't nothing I'd rather do right now than just go on home and lay around

But that ain't never an option for a working man like me

How much is enough you ask

I'll ask the man when I get a chance

All I know right now, there's somewhere else I'm suppose to be

When it comes your time to go, ain't no good way to go about it

Ain't no use in thinking bout it

You'll just drive yourself insane

There comes a time for everything

And the time has come for you to shut your mouth and get your ass on the plane

Screaming engines, shooting flames

Dirty needles and cheap cocaine

Some gal's old man with a gun

To me it's all the same

Dead is dead and it ain't no different than walking around if you ain't living

Living in fear's just another way of dying before your time

When it comes your time to go, ain't no good way to go about it

Ain't no use in thinking bout it

You'll just drive yourself insane

There comes a time for everything

And the time has come for you to shut your mouth and get your ass on the plane

---

Shut Up And Get On The Plane

-D.B.T

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"P.Funk (Wants To Get Funked Up)"

Good evening.

Do not attempt to adjust your radio, there is nothing wrong.

We have taken control as to bring you this special show.

We will return it to you as soon as you are grooving.

Welcome to station WEFUNK, better known as We-Funk,

Or deeper still, the Mothership Connection.

Home of the extraterrestrial brothers,

Dealers of funky music.

P.Funk, uncut funk, The Bomb.

Coming to you directly from the Mothership

Top of the Chocolate Milky Way, 500,000 kilowatts of P.Funk-power.

So kick back, dig, while we do it to you in your eardrums.

And me? I'm known as Lollipop Man, alias the Long-Haired Sucker.

My motto is:

Make my funk the P.Funk

I want my funk uncut (make mine the P)

Make my funk the P.Funk

I wants to get funked up. (wants to get funked up)

I want the bomb,

I want the P.Funk (yeah)

I want my funk uncut. (make mine the P)

Make my funk the P.Funk

I wants to get funked up.

WEFUNK, y'all.

Now this is what I want you all to do:

If you got faults, defects or shortcomings,

You know, like arthritis, rheumatism or migraines,

Whatever part of your body it is,

I want you to lay it on your radio, let the vibes flow through.

Funk not only moves, it can re-move, dig?

The desired effect is what you get

When you improve your Interplanetary Funksmanship.

Sir Lollipop Man! Chocolate coated, freaky and and habit forming.

Doin' it to you in 3-D,

So groovy that I dig me.

Once upon a time called Now!

Somebody say, "Is there funk after death?"

I say, "Is Seven Up?"

Yeah, P.Funk!

Make my funk the P.Funk (uncut funk!)

I want my funk uncut (P.Funk!)

Make my funk the P.Funk (uncut)

I wants to get funked up.

I want the bomb,

I want the P.Funk

I want my funk uncut. (make mine the P)

Make my funk the P.Funk

I wants to get funked up.

Make my funk the P.Funk (make mine)

I want my funk uncut (the P)

Make my funk the P.Funk (hah!)

I wants to get funked up. (WEFUNK, y'all)

I want the bomb, (home of the bomb)

I want the P.Funk

I want my funk stepped on (Don't step on my funk)

Make my funk the P.Funk

Before I take it home

Yeah, I dig!

Let me put my sunglasses on.

That's the law around here, you got to wear your sunglasses.

So you can feel cool.

Gangster lean.

Y'all should dig my sun-rooftop.

Well, allright. Hey I was diggin' on y'alls funk for awhile.

Sounds like it got a three on it though, to me.

Then I was down south and I heard some funk with some main ingredients

Like Doobie Brothers, Blue Magic, David Bowie.

It was cool,

But can you imagine Doobiein' your funk? Ho!

WEFUNK, we funk.

Make my funk the P.Funk (ho!)

I want my funk uncut (oh, make mine)

Make my funk the P.Funk (yeah)

I wants to get funked up.

I want the bomb,

I want the P.Funk (P.Funk, y'all)

Don't want my funk stepped on

Make my funk the P.Funk

(Home of the extraterrestrial brothers)

Before I take it home.

Gettin' deep.

Once upon a time called Right Now

Ain't it funky now

Far 'round

Hey, doin' it to ya in the earhole

Make my funk the P.Funk

I want my funk uncut (make mine the P)

Make my funk the P.Funk

I wants to get funked up. (I want the bomb)

I want the bomb,

I want the P.Funk

Don't want my funk stepped on

Make my funk the P.Funk

Before I take it home

Yeah

We're not leavin' y'all, I want you all to stay tuned for Starchild

Make my funk the P.Funk

I want my funk uncut

Make my funk the P.Funk

I wants to get funked up.

I want the bomb,

I want the P.Funk

Don't want my funk stepped on (oh, make mine)

Make my funk the P.Funk (I wants to get funked up)

Before I take it home

Don't stop, get down

Talk!

Blow your horn

Peee-youuu!

Wants to get funked up

Well, allright!

Make my funk the P.Funk

I want my funk uncut

Make my funk the P.Funk

I wants to get funked up.

I want the bomb, (P.Funk)

I want the P.Funk

I want my funk uncut.

Make my funk the P.Funk

I wants to get funked up.

Make my funk the P.Funk

I want my funk uncut

Make my funk the P.Funk

I wants to get funked up.

I want the bomb,

I want the P.Funk

I want my funk uncut.

Make my funk the P.Funk

Before I take it home

Welcome to station WEFUNK, better known as We-Funk,

Or deeper still, the Mothership Connection.

Home of the extraterrestrial brothers,

Dealers of funky music.

P.Funk, uncut funk, The Bomb.

Lollipop Man here, alias the Long-Haired Sucker.

Chocolate coated, freaky and habit-forming

Coming to you in 3-D

So groovy that I dig me

Yeah!

Yeah! P.Funk!

THat Should Put a Brighter Spin On things

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