Funk Ain’t Ova Songtext
von Brooklyn Funk Essentials
Funk Ain’t Ova Songtext
Is space nocturnal?
What′s the speed of dark? - speed of dark
Can you twist the truth?
Strangeness and quark
Funk Ain't Ova
We still on the move
In the pocket galaxy
Space junk supernova
Controlling the groove
Dance in zero gravity
Better than ever
Ain′t no passing phase - out in space
Funk ain't ova
So let me count the ways
In which I love it
Can't emphasise enough the one
Where the journey once begun
Sympathise with the groove
Best if everyone is two, or many
Is space nocturnal?
What′s the speed of dark?
Can you twist the truth?
Strangeness and quark
Funk Ain′t Ova
We still on the move
In the pocket galaxy
Space junk supernova
Controlling the groove
Dance in zero gravity
In the beginning
Darkness was complete - molasses sweet
Out of the pitch black
Came a drummer's beat - down the street
The beat was funky
Had a shuffle groove
Godfather said
This shit is cool! Aoou!
Funky, funky, funky
In spiral motions
Sprinkled out with stars - and satellites
Black grooves on vinyl
And wah-wah guitars - in the night
Go squeederip - squeederip-eh
Bridge chorus verse
G-string D-string
Parallel universe
Moon-bass Alpha
Mutron pop and thump
Attack beta decay
Neutron low end pump
Keys lockin′ it tight
Mellow and pleasing
Colors black and white
Cool, steady and easy
Moog in the sky - yeah!
Rhodes in the dirt - yeah!
Everybody moves - yeah!
Nobody gets hurt - aauuo!
Is space nocturnal?
What's the speed of dark?
Can you twist the truth?
Strangeness and quark
Funk Ain′t Ova
We still on the move
In the pocket galaxy
Space junk supernova
Controlling the groove
Dance in zero gravity
Funk Ain't Ova
We still on the move
In the pocket galaxy
Space junk supernova
Controlling the groove
Dance in zero gravity
Can we make hot?
Wanna make it hot? - Yeah, uh-huh yeah!
How hot can we get? - I′m hot up in this mutha
Can we make it sweat?
Can we make hot? - Whoa!
Wanna make it hot? - Yeah, yeah!
How hot can we get? - How hot can we get?
Can we make it sweat? Whoa!
What′s the speed of dark? - speed of dark
Can you twist the truth?
Strangeness and quark
Funk Ain't Ova
We still on the move
In the pocket galaxy
Space junk supernova
Controlling the groove
Dance in zero gravity
Better than ever
Ain′t no passing phase - out in space
Funk ain't ova
So let me count the ways
In which I love it
Can't emphasise enough the one
Where the journey once begun
Sympathise with the groove
Best if everyone is two, or many
Is space nocturnal?
What′s the speed of dark?
Can you twist the truth?
Strangeness and quark
Funk Ain′t Ova
We still on the move
In the pocket galaxy
Space junk supernova
Controlling the groove
Dance in zero gravity
In the beginning
Darkness was complete - molasses sweet
Out of the pitch black
Came a drummer's beat - down the street
The beat was funky
Had a shuffle groove
Godfather said
This shit is cool! Aoou!
Funky, funky, funky
In spiral motions
Sprinkled out with stars - and satellites
Black grooves on vinyl
And wah-wah guitars - in the night
Go squeederip - squeederip-eh
Bridge chorus verse
G-string D-string
Parallel universe
Moon-bass Alpha
Mutron pop and thump
Attack beta decay
Neutron low end pump
Keys lockin′ it tight
Mellow and pleasing
Colors black and white
Cool, steady and easy
Moog in the sky - yeah!
Rhodes in the dirt - yeah!
Everybody moves - yeah!
Nobody gets hurt - aauuo!
Is space nocturnal?
What's the speed of dark?
Can you twist the truth?
Strangeness and quark
Funk Ain′t Ova
We still on the move
In the pocket galaxy
Space junk supernova
Controlling the groove
Dance in zero gravity
Funk Ain't Ova
We still on the move
In the pocket galaxy
Space junk supernova
Controlling the groove
Dance in zero gravity
Can we make hot?
Wanna make it hot? - Yeah, uh-huh yeah!
How hot can we get? - I′m hot up in this mutha
Can we make it sweat?
Can we make hot? - Whoa!
Wanna make it hot? - Yeah, yeah!
How hot can we get? - How hot can we get?
Can we make it sweat? Whoa!
Writer(s): Iwan G Hetten Van, Lars Erik Charles Kronlund, Everton Roy Sylvester Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com