I was strung out on Bach

And Beethoven was my thing

I dug jazz, I dug rock

Anything with a swing

Then I ran into a friend Who told me there was so much more

Find the void that you missed

There is plenty to explore



We want to take you, Cholly, when we go

(You wanna take me?)



We'd like to take you, Cholly, when we roll

(Well, if you'd play me just a little bit more)

But if we play you just a little more

(Maybe I will)

We'd love to take you, Cholly, when we go



You know right about that time I started

To analyze what they were trying to tell

Me, they said: "Come on, Cholly, we want to

take you somewhere"

I didn't know where

They was trying to take me, next thing I

Know they were saying something like this:

Funk, gettin' ready to go-

Funk gettin' ready to roll (what?)

Funk, gettin' ready to go-

Funk gettin' ready to roll

(What in the world are they talking about?)

Funk gettin' ready to roll-gettin' ready to go?

No, they can't do that



Funk gettin' ready to go

Funk gettin' ready to roll-see Ive Bach-I love Beethoven

Funk gettin' ready to go

Funk gettin' ready to roll



I would dance, I would sing,

I could get lost in my dreams

I would fly, but never too high

'Cause my funk deserted me

Now that the door is open wide

And all my funk just can't hide

With the syndrome left behind

No, my funk just can't hide



We like to take you, Cholly, when we go

We like to take you, Cholly, when we roll

(They promise they would play one more time)

But if we play you just a little bit more

We'd like to take you, Cholly, etc



You know

It was in my h