Funky Drummer (Pt. 1 & 2Edit)

Come back, cover
Shades, good God
Its a raid
Cut off the lights
And call the law
Cut off the lights
And call the law
Standing over there
The devils on his way
Call the law
Call the law
The devils on his way
Bring on the juice
Bring on the juice
Bring on the juice
Bring on the juice
Make me sweat
Still good
Its still good
Still good
Its still good
Turn over
Turn over
Turn over
Take me in the chain
Take me in the chain
Take me in the chain
Tall women
Is all I need
Tall women
Is what I want
One more time
I wanna give the drummer
Some of this funky soul
We got here
You dont have to do
No song, brother
Just keep what you got
Dont turn it loose
Cause its a mother
When I count to four
I want everybody to lay off
Let the drummer go
When I count to four
I want you to come back in
I got to holler
I said its in my feet
Feels so sweet
Its in my shake, good God
About to work me to death
Its in my shake
About to work me to death
Its in my shake
Im about to blow
Im about to blow
One, two, three, four
Get it
Aint it funky
Aint it funky
Aint it funky
Aint it funky
One, two, three, four