Lyrics:

Funk is my mother, George is my father Obsessed with creating another author Now I remember back when everything was On the One (Nah, they couldn't get none) Let me take you back a little further than that The Mothership Connection and the rest of the pack But think back, when Bootsy's Rubber Band hit the stage With the star-shaped bass, we send the crowd into a rage Stop, look up, and what do you see? The Mothership landing in DC So, yo, thank God for Parliament Everybody funky knows that they was heaven sent There's Michael Hampton at one end of the stage Banging out Maggot Brain with Eddie Hazel Yo, I remember that and you do too He would always call the Mothership down for you Ga-ga goo-ga, ga-ga goo-ga, ga-ga goo-ga Yeah, you can do it, Humpty, don't be shy But Shock G, come and reminisce with Shorty B You know that I was born one of the Funkentelechy Humpty-Hump and the Horny Horns why don't you blow for me [Chorus x4] Tales of the F-U-N-K-Y, tales of the funky She said, I know the drummer can you let me in? Tell the guitar player that I brought my friends She was fine, sweet with a touch of class No Head, No Backstage Pass Funk used to be a bad word to you I couldn't stop myself writing a funky rap or two So Free Your dull-ass Mind your funky Ass Will Follow Your funk is watered down, in other words it's kinda shallow Get Up to Get Down, I said I'd Rather Be With You George and Bootsy, what a hell of a crew But since you've been lost, yo, I've been so lost too So Flash your Lights in the air And don't forget that the funk Mob is everywhere Don't be Standing On the Verge of Gettin It On And George'll be the first to tell yo