BROTHERS OF FUNK
Words & Music © John Morton 1997.
PART ONE—THE BROTHERS
We are the Brothers of Funk—
Joined at the soul;
Cut your funk and give me a chunk—
We’re going out on patrol.
We are the Guardians of Funk—
Defending the cause:
‘Funk for All and All for Funk’—
We’re gonna win your applause.
We’re under dancing orders
Till such time as
You find it more important
To hear live bands.
We are the Godfathers of Funk—
And you’d better crawl,
’Cause without our co-operation
You’ll never get to the ball.
We are the Grandmasters of Funk—
Protecting the flame;
Tell your fathers, sisters and mothers
They should be doing the same.
We’re on a soulfood diet
So we know that
To keep good music quiet
Is a high crime.
We are the Teachers of Funk—
And education is cool;
You can’t flunk Miles, Mingus or Monk
And graduate from this school.
We are the Preachers of Funk—
Keeping the faith;
Funk is what we’ve got to believe in
If we’re to ever be saved.
We are the sole survivors
From a time when
The vinyl they supplied us
Was a lifeline.
PART TWO—THE SISTERS
The Funky Chicken and the Jitterbug—
We are the Sisters of Funk.
The Buzzard Lope and the Bunny
Hug—
We are, (etc…)
Bus Stop, Boomerang and Bodypop—
We are, (etc…)
Lovers’ Rock, Limbo and the Lindy
Hop—
We are, (etc…)
Hitch-hike, Hustle and Hucklebuck—
We are, (etc…)
The Monkey Glide and the Camel
Walk—
We are, (etc…)
The Barracuda, the Duck and the Frog—
We are, (etc…)
The Turkey Trot and the Philly Dog—
We are, (etc…)
Flashdance, Stomp, Boogie-Woogie &
Bump—
We are, (etc…)
Flatfoot Floogie and the One O’Clock
Jump—
We are, (etc…)
The Georgia Grind and the Suzy-Q—
We are, (etc…)
The Wah-watusi and the Boogaloo—
We are, (etc…)
Do the Harlem Shuffle, the Jerk and the
Fly—
The Hully Gully and the Pony Ride—
We are, (etc…)
Electric Boogie and the Eagle Rock—
We are, (etc…)
The Hootchy-Kootchy and the
Spiderwalk—
We are, (etc…)
Breakdown, Mess Around, Slop and
Stride—
We are, (etc…)
The Shing-a-ling and the Georgia Grind—
We are, (etc…)
Keep on Truckin’ and Lame Duck-ing—
We are, (etc…)
Then do the Buck and Pigeon Wing—
We are, (etc…)
Moonwalk, Mashed Potatoes and
Mooche—
We are, (etc…)
Shake and Fingerpop, Slow Drag, and Smooch—
We are, (etc…)
Soft-Shoe Shuffle and Suicide—
We are, (etc…)
The Jo-and-Johnny and the Jazzbo
Glide—
We are, (etc…)
The Grizzly Bear and the Bullfrog Hop—
We are, (etc…)
The Black Bottom and the Possum
Trot—
We are, (etc…)
The Locomotion and the Robot Dance—
this song is looking for a singer…
We are, (etc…)
The Bamboula and the Backstep
Prance—
We are, (etc…)
The Chicken Scratch and the Seven Year Itch—
We are, (etc…)
The Popcorn and the Peppermint
Twist—
We are, (etc…)
Ballin’ the Jack and Walking the Dog—
We are, (etc…)
Shake a Tailfeather, Cut a Rug—
We are, (etc…)
We’re under dancing orders
Till such time as
You find it more important
To hear live bands.
