Hardcore Jollies
Funkadelic lyrics
Funkadelic lyrics
"Lets Take It To The Stage Lyrics"
Malice Through The Looking Glass Lyrics
Take away the wine For restlessness plagues me... I am assailed by a spectre profounder Then hated and grief and the sum of their hideous crime I shalt suffer this confessional mime
Hi-ya! {"oh yeah" played backwards}
Hey Sloofus, (yeah!) tell us something good, let's take it to the stage, sucker
Have no fear, (get it on!) MacFunk is here. Ha!
Doin' it to the max
Slick Brick! How's your loose booty?
Laughin' atcha
Let me tighten it up
Get it on
Yeah
Everybody funking and don't know how
They shoulda seen the bull when he funked the cow
He funked her so hard they saw so
He said, let's get in the bed and funk like folks
Laughin' at ya (ha!)
Funk used to be a bad word
Chorus:
(sung by the group, interspersed with stuff from George and others)
Sittin in the woods upon a log
Finger on the trigger
My eyes on a hog
And I sat back.
Laughin atcha!
(Say it loud!)
Sittin in the woods upon a log
(I'm funky and I'm proud)
Finger on the trigg
My eyes on a hog
And I sat back
(Talking 'bout you the Godfather)
Laughin atcha!
(Godmother!)
Sittin in the woods upon a log
(Grandfather! Heh!)
Finger on the trigger
(Fool and the Gang!)
My eyes on a hog
And I sat back.
(They call us the funk mob!)
Laughin atcha!
(Dig!)
(Get it on)
Little miss muffet sat on her tuffet snorting some THC
Along came a spider, slid
Said: what's in the bag bitch
She said I'm laughin' at ya, ha, ha!
(Hey Fool and the Gang!)
Funk used to be a bad word
(Let's get it on! Let's take it to the stage)
Motherfunk you
Hit it!
Sittin in the woods upon a log
(Good god!)
Finger on the trigger
My eyes on a hog
And I sat back.
(Earth, hot air, and no fire)
Laughin atcha!
(They call us the fun
Take away the wine For restlessness plagues me... I am assailed by a spectre profounder Then hated and grief and the sum of their hideous crime I shalt suffer this confessional mime
Hi-ya! {"oh yeah" played backwards}
Hey Sloofus, (yeah!) tell us something good, let's take it to the stage, sucker
Have no fear, (get it on!) MacFunk is here. Ha!
Doin' it to the max
Slick Brick! How's your loose booty?
Laughin' atcha
Let me tighten it up
Get it on
Yeah
Everybody funking and don't know how
They shoulda seen the bull when he funked the cow
He funked her so hard they saw so
S Derfor Sir Jeg Til Dig Lyrics
S derfor sir jeg til dig S derfor sir jeg til dig Sir jeg til dig Nej nej Der er igen pige der skal Komme her og spille sej Over for mig er der igen kneb der gler Hej hej
me smokeS derfor sir jeg til dig S derfor sir jeg til dig Sir jeg til dig Nej nej Der er igen pige der skal Komme her og spille sej Over for mig er der igen kneb der gler Hej hej
He said, let's get in the bed and funk like folks
Laughin' at ya (ha!)
Funk used to be a bad word
Chorus:
(sung by the group, interspersed with stuff from George and others)
Sittin in the woods upon a log
Finger on the trigger
My eyes on a hog
And I sat back.
Laughin atcha!
(Say it loud!)
Sittin in the woods upon a log
(I'm funky and I'm proud)
Finger on the trigg
Bad Dream Lyrics
When I was walking on the street People were staring but they didn't greet I start thinking what I've done wrong Looked in a mirror and saw I had no clothes on! Must be a bad dream it can't be true
rWhen I was walking on the street People were staring but they didn't greet I start thinking what I've done wrong Looked in a mirror and saw I had no clothes on! Must be a bad dream it can't be true
My eyes on a hog
And I sat back
(Talking 'bout you the Godfather)
Laughin atcha!
(Godmother!)
Sittin in the woods upon a log
(Grandfather! Heh!)
Finger on the trigger
(Fool and the Gang!)
My eyes on a hog
And I sat back.
(They call us the funk mob!)
Laughin atcha!
(Dig!)
(Get it on)
Little miss muffet sat on her tuffet snorting some THC
Along came a spider, slid
Night So Still Lyrics
I turn on the hallway light I am up again at night I've got my window seat Got a light that shines down to the street In the day I think I can But at night I think again Got thes
down beside herI turn on the hallway light I am up again at night I've got my window seat Got a light that shines down to the street In the day I think I can But at night I think again Got thes
Said: what's in the bag bitch
She said I'm laughin' at ya, ha, ha!
(Hey Fool and the Gang!)
Funk used to be a bad word
(Let's get it on! Let's take it to the stage)
Motherfunk you
Hit it!
Sittin in the woods upon a log
(Good god!)
Finger on the trigger
My eyes on a hog
And I sat back.
(Earth, hot air, and no fire)
Laughin atcha!
(They call us the fun