Текст Funkadelic – The Witch

Shade I: The proclafunktion
A Score, year twice ago, our funkfathers brought forth unto this nation
Quin-funklords, awakening a new groove,
Dedicated to the proposition that we all would funk equally.

Shortly after their physical emergence,
One of quin became possessed by witchery, greed.
Deceit, completely ignoring the funkdation upon whence our destiny was to conceived by our funk fathers,
Our funk fathers, fathers funk, fathers, our funk, funk fathers, oh our funk fathers

Shade II: The infunktation
She’s gone below, below
Where the witches hitch their stitches for the bitches
Oh she’s gone below, below
x4

That spell was pacifyin’.
No way to tell she’s lyin’.
Survived are three who’s gonna carry on,
Unveil the fella blind.
The witch’s cobweb from over his mind.
So he can see, we’re gonna shine.

I will detain you.
I will debrain you.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha

Twenty years, she laid the rule.
For her to win, us to lose.
Living less and quite confused.
Twenty years, we paid our dues.
Giving more, receiving stress.
With love and trust, we gave our best.
We were used, she abused.

Shade III: The celefunktion
Ding dong, the witch is dead
Ding dong, the wicked witch done lost her head
(Ha ha ha yah)
Ding dong, the witch is dead
Rejoice, the wicked witch is gone

Below, below
Where the witches hitch their stitches for the bitches
Oh she’s gone below, below

She’s gone below, below
Where the witches hitch their stitches for the bitches
Oh she’s gone below, below
x5

Ding dong, the witch is dead
Ding dong, the witch is gone
Ding dong, the witch is dead
Ding dong
x13

There ya go, now ya talkin’ say what.
Hello okay bye
x11