Bootsy Collins - Play with Bootsy

Tekst :

Kelli Ali:
You know Friday wasn t my day
All those space boys friskin me
I took my zoom car
To the star bar
Supersonic disco dream (trees)
I heard a bass line that was so fine
Universal radio (yeah)
And such a cool voice
I had no choice
But to let my rocket go

Touch down Mister DJ
Give me Zero Gravity (Zero Gravity)
I ve come to play with Bootsy
From another galaxy

Bootsy:
Uhh, well uh, do you wanna get physical?
Or spiritual?
And remember: Just because you ve got wings
Don t mean you can fly, baby!

Kelli Ali:
Cosmic crash dab into earth lab
Mister Robot do your thing
Land of cool beats
We go in deep
take us to your funky king

Touch down Mister DJ
Give me Zero Gravity (Zero Gravity)
I ve come to play with Bootsy
From another galaxy
(uhh, set your mind free,
come fly with me, baby!)

Shake your heavenly body
Astronomic Super Seed
I ve come to play with Bootsy
Interstellar Love Machine

Bootsy:
So as I traveled through your angelic cosmos
I ran into your atmosphere

Kelli Ali:
Baby we can touch down tonight
Bootsy s goin to set stars alight

Baby we can touch down tonight
Bootsy s goin to set stars alight

Baby we can touch down tonight
Bootsy s goin to set stars alight

Baby we can touch down tonight
You know I ve got my radar on you

Touch down Mister DJ
Give me Zero Gravity (Zero Gravity)
I ve come to play with Bootsy
From another galaxy
(Uhh, spontaneous combustibility)

Shake your heavently body
Astronomic Super Seed
I ve come to play with Bootsy
Interstellar Love Machine
(wiiiind me up!)

And you won t have to pay a lot
for this muffler, baby!

Yeah, you can play with me one time, baby!

Bootsy Collins - Funky and you know it

Tekst :

Hey, Funk Daddy!

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

You know, I could shoot you down
With this rifle in my hand
Or I could stand back and say „Funk it!“
Just fight you like a man
But what is it that you got
That I seem to like so much of
It’s brotherly love from the Man above

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

Uhh, Jack be limber, Jack be quick
Jack showed Jill his funky trick
Jill got hip, she went on home
Now Jack’s standin‘ there holdin‘ his microphone
You could trick me out no doubt
With a wave of your hand
But I ain’t tryin‘ to hide from the Master’s plan
I can make a time bomb right at home on my computer (Watch out)
I hit a few buttons and what was in my past is now my future
Yeah, but whaddaya think that I got
that you think that you like so much of?
It’s brotherly love
From the skies above, baby

Everybody say

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it
(Let’s show it, let’s show it, let’s show it)

Funky Notion (get funky wit it)
I’ll be the sand on top of your beach
So come on over here and let’s do the freak

Funky Notion
I’ll be your honey if you could be the bee
So come on and get funky with me

Work that mother, work it to the bone
Work it (Ooooh, Bootsy, Baby)
I need another lover like a doggie need his bone

Work it

Work that mother, work it to the bone
Work it (If you’re funky and you know it)

I got ants in my pants and I need to dance

Dance! Uh, everybody, move your feet!
(Funk gets so emotional!)
The key to be
D-D-D-Dance!
Uh, everybody, move your feet,
to the beat, cheek to cheek

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
(I could shoot the world down with the palm of my hand)
Throw dem hands up and show it
(But you gotta stand up and fight like a man)

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show it

If you funky and you know it
Throw dem hands up and show

Bootsy Collins - A life for da sweet ting

Tekst :

Yeah, this one go out to me posse inna Berlin City!
Seeed, ya !
But me need someone to help me to do this,
so I a call Bootzilla!
Oh yeah, Bootzilla here, along with Eased (ya mon!)
Yo E? (Bootsy?) I think we better plant the Seed,
Cause a mind is a terrible thing to bleed, baby!

A life for da sweet thing
To live a life for da sweet thing (Say what?)
A life for da sweet ting
To live a life for da sweet thing

If you dedicate your life to da sweet thing(sweet)
Pick de apple when it´s ripe but then eat it
And when you eat you can be sure
That the time that you´ve endured
Made the sweetness more than pure
And your joy can be assured -
Even more,
A Life for da sweet thing
A picture at it´s fullest resolution
Seduction in it s highest celebration
Perfection, oh, what an errection (oooh, watch out, baby!)

A life for da sweet thing
To live a life for da sweet thing
A life for da sweet thing
To live a life for da sweet thing

Perfection is a thing you´ll always seek but never find
me say for sure,
Mi tell you this ,for sure (now think about it)
To accept this is the only way to keep your peace of mind
you better know, and you ll see more

Watch out and take your time
Cause the seek can make you blind for the things you could find
All around, left and right, some of the things you´ve left behind
It´s up to you, but my brother, better clear it up your mind
And time, don´t forget - you´re running outta time.

The higher the level, the bigger the devil, baby (time is up)
Magnetic levitation running wild all across the nation, baby
But dig (now think about it)
Who s gonna carry the load
If all those little cares (kid´s??) explode? Ask bootsy
Now who s gonna carry the cross
When everybody run around lost, baby?

Hit me

A life for da sweet thing (Sweet)
To live a life for da sweet thing
A life for da sweet ting (Yeah)

Open your eyes in the dark
Take a deep breath after that
Open your ears and hear a smell that you can feel
Only you can prevent forest fires, baby (Ask bootsy)

Open your eyes inna dat
Take a deep breath offa dat
Open your ears and hear a smell that you can feel

Open your eyes inna dat
Take a deep breath offa dat
Open your ears and hear a smell that you can feel

Open your eyes inna dat
Take a deep breath offa dat
Open your ears and hear a smell that you can feel

A taste of this, a taste of that
Next thing you know, I don t know where I m at

A taste of this, a taste of that
The next thing you know, I don t know where I m at

A taste of this, a taste of that
The next thing you know, I don t know where I m at

Ah, where am I, baby, and why am I smokin ?
(Did I do that!)

Bombaclot, you standin right in the middle of a mindfield!
(Get ready to explode)

Inne utwory

Losowe utwory

Castle in the clouds

You can waste your time building barriers
spend your life trying to break them down again
like an island in a sea that breathes revenge

When we talk sometimes you re a looking glass
every word from the blueprint of your past
in the distance there s a castle...

Hermit

Woop woop

Yeah well
Gimme da woman who fi love-up shi man properly
Mi no wanna gal wid da wrong recipe
If she have fi a di lovin and the right mentality

And she don’t wanna trick me
You never knew that...

Forget

Wasted time, wasted breath,
and for what there s nothing left
My pillow s crisp, the tears have dried,
her selfish ways, my bloodshot eyes.
I used to wake up everyday
and hear her voice, but now waking up
isn t the preferred choice
Holding back the anger and giving up my pride
I wish I could have...

You go to my head

You go to my head
and you linger like a haunting refrain
and I find you spinning round in my brain
like the bubbles in a glass of champagne

You go to my head
like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
and I find the very mentions of you
like a kicker in a julep or two

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