Behold! I am Funkadelic

I am not of your world

But fear me not

I will do you no harm



Loan me your funky mind, and I shall play with it

For nothing is good, unless you play with it

And all that is good is nasty!

Fly on, baby

{mumbling..some orange haze, orange haze, it ain't purple now more...cough}



Lalalala, ladada

(x4)



What is soul?

I don't know, huh!

Soul is a hamhock in your cornflakes, yeah



What is soul? (hehhehheh)

I don't know

Huh

Soul, soul is the ring around your bathtub



What is soul?

I don't know

Huh, uh

Soul is a joint rolled in toilet paper



Lalalala, ladada

(x3)

Lalalala, ladada (ah, ah)

Lalalala, ladada



Boo, boo, boo, bom, bom, bom {etc}



What is soul

Man, I don't know, huh

Soul is rusty ankles and ashy kneecaps (oh yeah)



What is soul

Man, I don't know

Soul is chitlins foo yung (Chop chop...oh, tell 'em, brother!)



What is soul

Man, I told ya, I don't know

Huh

Soul is a hamhock in your cornflakes

Oh, get on down now!

Yeah



Lalalala, ladada

(x5)



Boo, bom, boo, bom, {etc}

Oh yeah

{x3}



Soul, soul, soul



Lalalala, ladada (ah, ah)

Lalalala, ladada

(x6)



Lalalala, ladada (ah, ah, ah)

(x2)

Lalalala, ladada (whoa)

Lalalala, ladada

Lalalala, ladada (yeah)

Lalalala, ladada (whoa-oh)

Lalalala, ladada (hehhehheh, cough)

A joint rolled in toilet paper

Heh heh heh

Oh yeah, right on

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Soul is you

Soul is you, baby (hey Calvin, it's the same damn thing)

Soul is you, big mama