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Up For The Down Stroke
Talking 'bout he's mad Let's take it to the stage, jack, come on! And get up for the down stroke Get up for the down stroke Everybody get up Everybody get up Get up for the down stroke Everybody get up Party! It's all about party, yeah! Having a party, y'all (get up for the down stroke?) (get down!) (?.........a joke) Get down on the real side Get up for the down stroke Everybody get up (x6) Woo, hoo hoo! I don't care about the cold, baby Cause when you're hot, you're too much Cause when you're hot, you're hot Look at what you've got (x7) (give me the claps) (let's take it to the bridge) (What?) (He talkin' bout he mad!) (Make it funky now) Get up for the down stroke Everybody get up (x8) Party! I don't care about the cold, baby Cause when you're hot, you're too much Cause when you're hot, you're hot Look at what you've got Party, baby party! You're hot Let's take it to the stage! I don't care about the cold, baby Cause when you're hot, you're too much Cause when you're hot, you're hot Look at what you've got (oh, my godfather!) I don't care about the cold, baby (get up for the down stroke) Cause when you're hot, you're too much Cause when you're hot, you're hot Look at what you've got I don't care about the cold, baby (get up for the down stroke) Cause when you're hot, you're too much Cause when you're hot, you're hot Look at what you've got |
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Chocolate City
Uh, what's happening CC? They still call it the White House But that's a temporary condition, too. Can you dig it, CC? To each his reach And if I don't cop, it ain't mine to have But I'll be reachin' for ya 'Cause I love ya, CC. Right on. There's a lot of chocolate cities, around We've got Newark, we've got Gary Somebody told me we got L.A. And we're working on Atlanta But you're the capital, CC Gainin' on ya! Get down Gainin' on ya! Movin' in and on ya Gainin' on ya! Can't you feel my breath, heh Gainin' on ya! All up around your neck, heh heh Hey, CC! They say your jivin' game, it can't be changed But on the positive side, You're my piece of the rock And I love you, CC. Can you dig it? Hey, uh, we didn't get our forty acres and a mule But we did get you, CC, heh, yeah Gainin' on ya Movin' in and around ya God bless CC and its vanilla suburbs Gainin' on ya! Gainin' on ya! Gainin' on ya! (heh!) Gainin' on ya! Gainin' on ya! What's happening, blood? Gainin' on ya! Gainin' on ya! Gainin' on ya! Yeah! What's happening, black? Brother black, blood even Yeah-ahh, just funnin' Gettin' down Ah, blood to blood Ah, players to ladies The last percentage count was eighty You don't need the bullet when you got the ballot Are you up for the downstroke, CC? Chocolate city Are you with me out there? And when they come to march on ya Tell 'em to make sure they got their James Brown pass And don't be surprised if Ali is in the White House Reverend Ike, Secretary of the Treasure Richard Pryor, Minister of Education Stevie Wonder, Secretary of FINE arts And Miss Aretha Franklin, the First Lady Are you out there, CC? A chocolate city is no dream It's my piece of the rock and I dig you, CC God bless Chocolate City and its (gainin' on ya!) vanilla suburbs Can y'all get to that? Gainin' on ya! Gainin' on ya! Easin' in Gainin' on ya! In yo' stuff Gainin' on ya! Huh, can't get enough Gainin' on ya! Gainin' on ya! Be mo' funk, be mo' funk Gainin' on ya! Can we funk you too Gainin' on ya! Right on, chocolate city! Yeah, get deep Real deep Heh Be mo' funk Mmmph, heh Get deep Bad Unh, heh Just got New York, I'm told |
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Mothership Connection (Starchild)
Well, all right! Starchild, Citizens of the Universe, Recording Angels. We have returned to claim the Pyramids. Partying on the Mothership. I am the Mothership Connection. Gettin' down in 3-D Light year groovin' Well all right, if you hear any noise, it ain't nobody but me and the boys Gettin' down. Hit it fellas! If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me (groovin') You gotta hit the band All right, all right, Starchild here Put a glide in your stride and a dip in your hip And come on up to the Mothership. Loose Booty, doin' the bump. Hustle on over here. If you hear any noise, It's just me and the boys hittin' it. You gotta hit the band. Ain't nothing but a party, y'all. Face it, even your memory banks have forgotten this funk. Mothership Connection, home of the P.Funk, the Bomb. If you hear any noise, It's just me and the boys, hit me You gotta hit the band. Doin' it in 3-D. Let me put on my sunglasses here so I can see what I'm doing. When you hear seats rumble you will hear your conscience grumble Hit me You gotta hit the band You have overcome, for I am here. Swing down, sweet chariot Stop, and let me ride (x6) Doin' it up on the Chocolate Milky Way What's up CC? Have you forgot me? Are you hip to Easter Island? The Bermuda Triangle? Heh heh! Well, all right. Ain't nothing but a party! Starchild here, Citizens of the Universe I bring forth to you the Good Time On the Mothership. Are you hip? Sing, fellas! If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me You gotta hit the band Starchild here, doin' it in 3-D. So good, it's good to me. Hit the band! If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me You gotta hit the band Swing low, sweet chariot, coming for to carry you home! If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me You gotta hit the band I don't think they hear you! If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me You gotta hit the bandStarchild here, citizens of the universe Gettin' it on, partying on the Mothership. When Gabriel's horn blows, you'd better be ready to go. Swing low Time to move on Light years in time Ahead of our time Free your mind, and come fly With me It's hip On the Mothership Groovin' Swing down, sweet chariot Stop, and let me ride (x 7) |
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Give Up The Funk
(Tear The Roof Off The Sucker) Tear the roof off, we're gonna tear the roof off the mother, sucker Tear the roof off the sucker You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down There's a whole lot of rhythm going round Ow, we want the funk Give up the funk Ow, we need the funk We gotta have that funk La la la la la Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, owww! You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down There's a whole lot of rhythm going round Ow, we want the funk Give up the funk Ow, we need the funk We gotta have that funk La la la la la Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, owww! We're gonna turn this mother out You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down There's a whole lot of rhythm going round Ow, we want the funk Give up the funk Ow, we need the funk (let us in we'll tear this mother out {after 2nd & 3rd}) We gotta have that funk (x7) Ow, we want the funk (we're gonna turn this mother out) Give up the funk Ow, we need the funk (we're gonna turn this mother out) We gotta have that funk Ow, we want the funk Give up the funk Ow, we need the funk (let us in we'll tear this mother out {after 2nd & 3rd}) We gotta have that funk We want the funk Give up the funk We need the funk We gotta have that funk La la la la la Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, owww! You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down There's a whole lot of rhythm going down You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down There's a whole lot of rhythm going down Ow, we want the funk Give up the funk Ow, we need the funk (let us in we'll tear this mother out {after 2nd & 3rd}) |
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Do That Stuff
It was a thrill upon a hill Everybody was feelin' real Everybody had the look It was written all over their face Giving up the funk A-waitin' for the bomb You wouldn't believe how they partied You would believe they'd never stop Dancing to some funky new sound Da da, da daa da Da da da daI want to go back and get More of that funky stuff I got to get some more of that More of that funky stuff Da da, da daa da Da da da da It was a thrill upon a hill (ooh) Everybody was feelin' real (ooh) Ooooh They were still gettin' down came daylight Been funkin' most ever since midnight Ooh, ooh ooh When day came they wasn't slowing Feeling it's awfully late would wait Mmm, be about You would not believe how they partied Da da da da Do that stuff, just do that stuff Do that stuff, ahh do that stuff Da da, da daaa da Da da da da Do that stuff, just do that stuff Do that stuff, ahh do that stuff Da da, da daaa da Da da da da I want to go back and get More of that funky stuff I got to get some more of that More of that funky stuff Do that stuff, just do that stuff Do that stuff, ahh do that stuff It was a thrill upon a hill (ooh) Everybody was feelin' real (ooh) Ooooh Do that stuff, just do that stuff Do that stuff, ahh do that stuff |
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Bop Gun (Endangered Species)
Hmm! Yeah! Oooooh, yeahhh-aayy! On guard! Defend yourself! Movin' right on you, baby! On guard! Defend yourself! Down to get down, (down!) baby Turn me loose We shall overcome Where did you get that funk from, huh? Turn me on They're spoiling the fun Let's shoot them with the bop gun On guard! Defend yourself! Movin' right around, (hey baby) We got to get over the hump On guard! Defend yourself! Bound to get down, baby (hey!) Turn me loose Let me shoot them with the bop gun, ha, hmm Endangered species Let me shoot them with the bop gun Endangered species We got to get over the hump When the syndrome is around (on guard!) Don't let your guard down All you've got to do is Call on the funk, ohhh On guard! Defend yourself! We shall overcome Where did you get that funk from? They're spoiling the fun Shoot them with the bop gun Ohh, hey baby On guard! Protect yourself! Movin' in on you, baby I don't think you hear me I said they're spoiling the fun We shall overcome We got to shoot them with the bop gun Hey, babe Bound to get down Closing in on you When the syndrome is around Don't let your guard down All you got to do is Call on the funk (moving in on you, baby) To dance is a protection Funk is your connection All you got to do is Funk and dance On guard! Protect yourself! On guard! Defend yourself! Endangered species (x5) Shoot them with the bop gun Endangered species (x7) You got to shoot them with the bop gun Endangered species (x6) You got to shoot them with the bop gun When the syndrome is around Don't let your guard down All you've got to do is Call on the funk On guard! Defend yourself! Movin' in on you Turn me loose We shall overcome Where'd you get that funk from, huh? I still said they're spoiling the fun Shoot them with my bop gun Hey, babe Turn me loose, huh Watch me get over the hump, ha! Hey, babe I got to get over the hump (x10) (we got to get on by the hump) On guard! Hey babe I got to get over the hump (got to get on by the hump) On guard! I got to get over the hump Watch me, I'm gonna shoot them with my bop gun I got to get over the hump (x8) (I got to get on by the hump, hey baby) On guard! Ooh I got to get over the hump (x9) (I got to get on by the hump) On guard! Shoot them with my bop gun I got to get over the hump (x9) Hey babe, hey babe, ohh! On guard! Defend yourself I'm gonna shoot them with my bop gun I got to get over the hump (x8) Watch me |
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Flash Light
Now, I lay me down to sleep Ooh, I just can't find a beat Flash light (ohh, I will never dance!) Flash light Ha da da dee da hada hada da da Oh, it's no use! Flash light Red light Neon light Ooh, stop light Now I lay me down to sleep I guess I'll go count the sheep Oh, but I will never dance (oh, don't make me do it) (Dance, sucker! ooh ha ha!) (oww! Get him!) Most of all he needs the funk (shine it) Help him find the funk (ha, funk it!) Most of all he needs the funk Help him find the funk (get him) Most of all he needs the funk (I know we can get him) Help him find the funk (ho!) Most of all he needs the funk (ha, don't!) Help him find the funk (I know you will! Dance, sucker!) Most of all he needs the funk (Shine the spotlight on him!) Help him find the funk (Oh funk me!) Ha da da dee da hada hada da da (Dance, Nose! You know you on my funk street???) Oh, funk me! Ha da da dee da hada hada da da (get on down, Nose! I like it! Dance, then!) Flash light Flash light (oh ho ho!) Spot light Neon light (neon light) Street light (street light) Oh ho, ha ha! Everybody's got a little light under the sun Shinin' on the funk Most of all he need the funk Help him find the funk Most of all he need the funk (Ha da da dee da hada hada da da) Help him find the funk Ha da da dee da hada hada da da Oh Flash light (flash light, flash light) Flash light (oh, flash light) Spot light (spot light) Neon light (ooooh, neon light) Flash light (ooh, flash light ho!) Stop light (stop light) Now I lay me down to sleep I guess I'll go count the sheep Ha da da dee da hada hada da da (oh) Shake your funk (Ha da da dee da hada hada da da) Shake your funk (Ha da da dee da hada hada da da) Shake your rump (Ha da da dee da hada hada da da) (ho!) I think I found the funk Flash light (flash light) Day light (day light) Spot light (spot light) Red light (ohhh, hooo, red light!) Everybody's got a little light under the sun Ha da da dee da hada hada da da (x7) Everybody's got a little light under the sun Under the sun (x9) |
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Aqua Boogie
(A Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadoloop) {G Clinton, W Collins, B Worrell} Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah! I am Sir Nose D'Voidoffunk I can't swim I never could swim I never will swim Oh, put me down! Let go my leg! (Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah!) I told ya...will you shut up!...I told ya I can't swim! Ha hOwww no! Put me down, I hate water, ho (Hah -ah hah -ah hah -ahhh) Will you shut up! (Aqua boogie baby) Never learned to swim, (underwater boogie baby) Can't catch the rhythm of the stroke (Aqua boogie baby) Why should I hold my breath, (underwater boogie baby) Feelin' that I might choke (Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah!) (Aqua boogie baby) Things ya blow through, because of things ya swim through (Underwater boogie baby) Why hold your nose to spite your face (Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah!) (Aqua boogie baby) With the rhythm that makes you dance to what we have to live through (Underwater boogie baby) You can dance underwater and not get wet, OH!!! Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop (Put me down, let go my leg OH!) Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop Psychoalphadiscobetabiohumanyouloop I hate water, let me go, put me down! Hah-ho You're all wet! (I'm at the boogie baby) Never mean to drown (I'm Underwater boogie baby) Can't comprehend all the strokes (I'm at the boogie baby) Why should I hold my breath? (Underwater boogie baby) (he's deep) Feelin' that I might choke! Oh! (Aquaboogie baby) There's a magic rhythm one with the a real drum (?) (Underwater boogie baby) Why blow your nose to spite your face (Aquaboogie baby) With the rhythm it takes to dance to what we have to live through (Underwater boogie baby) You can dance underwater and not get wet. Boogie with who? (Boogie-boogie with me!) I am the Nose (Ha-ah, hah-ah, ha-ah) I don't swim I don't dance (Ha-ah, hah-ah, ha-ah) I don't swim or dance (Biohumanyouloop) I'm too cool to swim, or dance (Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah!) (Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop) I don't even sweat (Psychoalphadiscobetabiohumanyouloop) (Underwater boogie baby, underwater boogie baba!) I'm cool (Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop, Psychoalpha......) Go head wit 'cho funk! (Underwater boogie baby) Put me down Turn me loose! Ahh, let go my leg, I hate water! (ya-ha!) Oh, leave me alone You're crazy! (Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop) Ohhh.....hah ... stop it! Oh there you go again, Oh it feels good, oh it feels good! Oh it feels good I am the Nose, leave me alone Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloops The motion picture's underwater, starring most of you-loops (Uh!) Never learned to swim (OH!) Can't comprehend all the strokes Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop (Underwater boogie baby! Yeaah Ho!) Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloops (Underwater boogie baby!) A motion picture underwater starring most of you-loops (Yeah ho, ha ha get on down) Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloops (I am the Nose!) A motion picture underwater starring most of you loops (Hit me!) Bioaquadooloop (Ah ho! Ha ha, get down!) Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloops A motion picture underwater starring most of you-loops Ha-ah Ha-ah Ha-ah! (x6) |
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Theme From The Black Hole
A toast to the booty Feel that, do that For how else can you capture a boogie If you don't attack from the back To the rear, march! My name is the one Some people call me the funk Here's a toast to the boogie! Said my name is the one Some people call me the funk, oh! I'll toast to that! And when I find a vacant booty I move right in on the rump, ooh! I'm like a camel Humpin' to please I'm up to my hump in funk, yeah Here's a toast to the boogie! I've got jam in my knee And I'm ready to spread All around the world for the funk I'll toast to that! We don't cut in We just butt in So baby, may I have this dance? Here's a toast to the boogie! We'll dance to that Bottoms up! I'll toast to that Bottoms up! Ahhhh Here's a toast to the boogie We'll funk to that, bottoms up Oww, my name is the one Some people call me the funk Here's a toast to the boogie Said my name is the one Some people call me the funk I'll toast to that And when I find a vacant booty I move right in on the rump (move in on the rump) I'm like a camel Double-humpin' to please I am up to my hump in my funk Here's a toast to the boogie I've got jam in my knees And I'm ready to spread All around the world for the funk I am Sir Nose D'Voidoffunk (double-humpin' to please) And I will never dance (ahhhhhhhhh) Prepare to meet your end, Starchild For a tail is nothing but a long booty And this is a tale that I win in the end And I have pinned the tail on the funky And you shall dwell in the maze of the mule forever, Starchild Oh, mule-mo, oh duckypuss, Starchild! Ahh, hahahaha Humdrum, tweedle-dee-dee dum, Starchild! And I have made a jackass out of the funk, hahahahaha Oh, mule-mo, oh duckypuss I, Sir Nose D'Voidoffunk Shall never dance! Ah hahahahaha Yo ho, yourself, Starchild Where's your Flash Light? Where's your Bop Gun? Where's the Doctor, Starchild? Better tell him to come and make me a house call, Starchild! Haa! Oh, mule-mo, oh duckypuss |