Doing It To Death

Hit it! How you feelin brother? (Feelin good!)
Youre feelin good
You play so much bone, brother
How you feelin, man? (I feel alright!)
I wont call your name
I dont want no people to know youre in here
How you feelin, fellas? (Alright!)
Now jam! Sure gettin down
Were gonna have a funk good time...
We gotta take you higher
Huh! Alright!
We gotta take you higher, huh!
Brothers! Now I want everybody to blow
About two choruses
And then Im gonna wave you in
I wanna get the fella
With the little horn over there
Freds gonna take us higher, take us higher
Fred, Fred, Fred!
You know what, when I hear a groove
Like this groove, oh!
I say, I got to get higher
Yeah baby, yeah, yeah
Look ahere
When someones got a groove like this
You know, you know, no!
I need to grit, gotta grit
Gonna eat, gotta eat
Need to grit, gotta grit, no breath
You know, brothers
Im gettin ready to wave yall in
You know what
I feel so down, I need to get down
In order for me to get down
I got to get in D.
In order for me to get down, I got to get in D.
Need to get in D., dog for D.
Down D., funky D., shakin D.,down D.
Oh! Huh ! Ha ha!
Get on down!
Look ahere, look at that
What we gotta do
Gotta have a funk good time...
Oh, yeah
I didnt know you were singin, Fred
Dont moan so much
Buddy, dont moan so much
We gotta take you higher
Wait a minute!
Know who you say that was over there
(Man, you're looking better)
(I know Ive seen him somewhere)
Is that Maceo?