Here’s a song I wrote about a month ago...
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Here’s a song I wrote about a month ago...
Here’s another one I wrote around the same time...
Here’s a song I wrote a while back already.
SONG of the DAY _ No Name #3 ~ Elliott Smith - from "Roman Candle" (1994)
we arrived too late our mouths were opening i turned off the light so come on night you're a witness you you've seen me interrupt a good old fashioned fight so come on night everyone is gone home to oblivion home to oblivion home to oblivion watched the dying day blushing in the sky everyone is uptight so come on night everyone is gone home to oblivion home to oblivion home to oblivion i know we're not illegitimate in our hearing so come on so come on night
And...
this concludes your Summer of Funk.
SUMMER of FUNK _ F.U.N.K. ~ Betty Davis - from "Nasty Gal" (1975)
F.U.N.K. Funk funk y'all funk Ow help me nigga now help me I was born with it I will die with it Because it's in my blood And I can't I can't get enough so I so I Danced to the music And a sang a simple song I was thankful and thooughtful Sly Stone came along Cause he took me higher And he made me see I had inner visions of a young man named Stevie Stevie Wonder Tina Turner Al Green y'all Ann Peebles They were born with it And they're gonna aah they're gonna leave here With it because it's in their blood And that's why I want you to help me nigga now help me Barry White Larry Graham does it right Isaac Hayes y'all The O'Jays singin Some people got to have it Some people really need it Some people will do anything For the love for the love of that stuff called money now I'm gonna tell ya about a man He had a lot of feelin in his hands And his name was Jimi Hendrix y'all Jimi Hendrix was his name He could make that guitar walk He could make that guitar talk now He could make that guitar sing Jimi yes he could make it do anything anything He used to say Foxy Lady He used to say ahh Betty Betty I'm gonna getcha now ow Aretha Franklin can't she sing it I said Chaka Khan don't she swing it The Funkadelics can't they do it And when you hear Skin Tight you wanna get into it F.U.N.K. Funk funk y'all Funk funk y'all
SUMMER of FUNK _ Undisco Kidd ~ Funkadelic - from "Tales of a Kidd Funkadelic" (1976)
She's bad! The girl is bad! Bad! The lady is bad! Now the kid was kick-back, lining the cut Eatin' some fish and chips And this freaky little groupie >From the funky side of town Begin to give him some lip She was babblin' about how bad, ah She could do the bump The kid said on the real side of things Bertha, you got too much rump to bump! Move, your sexy body Baby, let me see you move it all across the floor Move, your sexy body Every time you wiggle you hear the men holler for more The girl is bad! I'm on the ten most wanted list I've got it dead in the groove My face is on every wanted poster in town For the way I move (move) I'm public enemy #1 (your sexy body) To the undisco scene And, kid, if you don't get up your you-know-what and dance with me (everytime you wiggle you hear the mean holler for more) I'm gonna be forced to get mean The kid was cool He was no fool He said, "Get the funk off case" Without missing a beat Snatchin' him to his feet She bumped him all in the face Now the kid was teasin' He was definitely uncool Trying to get some hat? (move your sexy body) And she bumped him right back (baby let me see you move it all across the floor) Move, your sexy body Baby, let me see you move it on the disco floor Move, your sexy body Move your body Close to mine Bad! The girl is bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! The lady is bad! Bad! She's bad! He scream, he shout (move your sexy body) She turned that sucker out He scream, he shout (move your sexy body) She turned that sucker out Extra, extra, read all about it (move your body) We got a brand new thang Makin' headline news (close to mine) Extra, extra, read all about it We got a brand new thang Makin' headline news Move your sexy body Baby, let me see you move it all across the floor Glide, your slender body Every time you wiggle, make the men holler for more Bad! The girl is bad Real bad! She's bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! He scream, he shout She turned that mother out He scream, he shout She turned that sucker out He scream, he shout (move your sexy body) She turned that sucker out He scream, he shout She turned that sucker out (close to mine) He scream, he shout (move your sexy body) She turned that sucker out Bad! The girl is bad! Bad! She's bad! Bad! She's bad! Bad! (every time she wiggle, she make the kid holler for more) Bad! Move your sexy body Baby, let me see you move it all across the floor Glide your slender body Baby, when you move, you make the men holler for more Glide your slender body Every time you wiggle, you make the men giggle for more She's bad, the girl is bad! Every time she wiggle, she make the kid holler for more Glide your sexy body Baby let me see you dancing on the disco floor Ah-ah-yeah Every time she wiggle, she make the kid holler for more (x6)
SUMMER of FUNK _ Night Fever ~ Bee Gees - from "Saturday Night Fever" OST - (1977)
Listen to the ground There is movement all around There is something goin' down And I can feel it On the waves of the air There is dancin' out there If it's something we can share We can steal it And that sweet city woman She move through the light Controllin' my mind and my soul When you reach out for me, girl And the feelin' is right I get that Night fever, night fever We know how to do it Gimme that Night fever, night fever We know how to show it Here I am Prayin' for this moment to last Livin' on the music so fine Born on the wind Makin' it mine Night fever, night fever We know how to do it Gimme that Night fever, night fever We know how to show it In the heat of our love Don't need no help for us to make it Gimme just enough To take us to the mornin' I got fire in my mind I get higher in my walkin' And I'm glowing in the dark I give you warning And that sweet city woman She moves through the light Controllin' my mind and my soul When you reach out for me, girl And the feelin' is right I get that Night fever, night fever We know how to do it (Feels like forever, baby, don't you know?) Gimme that Night fever, night fever We know how to show it Here I am Prayin' for this moment to last Livin' on the music so fine Born on the wind Making it mine Night fever, night fever We know how to do it (Feels like forever, baby, don't you know?) Gimme that Night fever, night fever We know how to show it (I'll leave you never, baby, don't you know?) Gimme that Night fever, night fever We know how to do it (Feels like forever, baby, don't you know?) Gimme that Night fever, night fever We know how to show it (I'll leave you never, baby, don't you know?) Gimme that Night fever, night fever