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Funk Funk Lyrics

Captain the transporters ready
That's hip. Lieutenant Morbit, what is the condition of the planet's surface?
It is difficult to be precise, however, my instruments indicate a condition of extreme rigor mortis spreading rapidly across the population. Highly illogicl, Captain.
A bunch of stiffs, huh. Well, set coordinates for Chocolate City, and have a party of nine men beam down immediately. With phaser sent on funk-funk.
Very well Captain Smirk.
Get up, uh
We are eternal funk
Alias, the Formaldehyde Funk Men
You can't see us, but you can feel us
Get up on the funk-funk funk-funk funk-funk
Feel in getting romp-romp romp-romp romp-romp
If you're tired of the same old sound
Get up on the Cameo sound

Cause we're all living funk-funk funk-funk funk-funk
Come on get the funkin' horns
It is our will to let you know we exist
So, don't resist
Let it all hang out
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