Funkadelic - The Witch lyrics

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. Spreading that funk across the land. 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 b**hes 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. Now it's time to light the fuse. Thrills and lies, lies and ties. Okay, byes, no compromise. A bird in hand, a bush to sing. Now it's 'bout a different thing. Ding dong, the witch is dead Ding dong, the witch is gone Ding dong, the witch is dead Ding dong, the wicked witch done lost her head Ding dong, the witch is dead Rejoice, the wicked witch is gone. Ding dong, the witch is dead Ding dong, the witch she gone We're headed for the promised land. Not guided by your wicked hand. Now we have the right to choose. No more dues, we will refuse. Thrills and lies, lies and ties. Okay, byes, no compromise. A bird in hand, a bush to sing. Now it's 'bout a different thing. 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 b**hes Oh she's gone below, below She's gone below, below Where the witches hitch their stitches for the b**hes 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)