Funkin' Like My Father (Live From Detroit)

CHORUS:
Funkin’ like my father
(everybody get up)
Now, say it loud
I wanna funk right now
Funkin’ like my father
(George Clinton P-Funk…uhh, givin’ up the funk)
FUNK!! Gettin’ ready to roll…
Just like the Super Bowl

1st VERSE:
Hear the rhythm rhymin’ with the melody
Supernatural funky as you wanna be
Caught a vibe recordin’ at the studio
Hypnotizin’ so you know it’s good to go
Drop a taste of the Space Bass in your face
Keep the drummer on the One like you got the place
Got the funk in my blood and it’s here to stay
The Godfather James Brown showed me the way

CHORUS:
Funkin’ like my father
(everybody get up)
Now, say it loud
I wanna funk right now
Funkin’ like my father
(George Clinton P-Funk…uhh, givin’ up the funk)
FUNK!! Gettin’ ready to roll…
Just like the Super Bowl


2nd VERSE:
Buckle up, let’s take a trip back in the day
When all my heroes’ legendary funk was made
George Clinton found the recipe to make you move
Bootsy’s Rubber Band playin’ a funky groove
Who stole the soul from your radio?
Gotta blow up the funk like we did before
New wave for the old school injection
Make a spiritual funky connection

CHORUS:
Funkin’ like my father
(everybody get up)
Now, say it loud
I wanna funk right now
Funkin’ like my father
(George Clinton P-Funk…uhh, givin’ up the funk)
FUNK!! Gettin’ ready to roll…
Just like the Super Bowl

BASS SOLO: (open)

RAP:
Uhh… uhh… 
It was somethin' bout the groove and the fly tones
That made you move so cool so smooth
The whole floor was in tune, ladies got loose
Pure funk and it shut down the whole room
	
It would tear the tear the roof off the motha'
We funkin’ baby bubba
And if you fakin’ and hatin’ you better run for cover
You should be thankin’ and praisin’ all of these brothers
The George Clinton’s and Booty’s you gotta love ‘em

Invented a new sound created a hot style
All the newcomers you need to bow down
Yeah, real recognize real
The funk won’t stop so now you know what the deal and uh…

We gon’ give it to you just how you like
Every bit until you feel alright
Get up and get down to groove
When the mothership connection make you down to groove 
And uh…

GUITAR SOLO:
(jumping on each ‘hey’ while punching the air)
Hey hey, Hey hey
Hey hey, Hey hey
Hey hey, Hey hey
Hey hey, Hey hey

PIANO SOLO:
Put your hands in the air like this
Put your hands in the air like this
Put your hands in the air like this 
Put your hands in the air like this
Say oh oh (crowd: oh oh)
Oh oh (crowd: oh oh)
Now somebody scream…

CHORUS:
Funkin’ like my father
(everybody get up)
Now, say it loud
I wanna funk right now
Funkin’ like my father
(George Clinton P-Funk…uhh, givin’ up the funk)
FUNK!! Gettin’ ready to roll…
Just like the Super Bowl

ENDING:
(wah wah voice with band)
Bow, bow bow bow bow bow bow
Bow, bow bow bow bow bow bow, bow!!!