Funkadelic - Let's Take It to the Stage lyrics

Hi-ya! {"oh yeah" played backwards} Hey Sloofus, (yeah!) tell us something good, let's take it to the stage, s**er Have no fear, (get it on!) MacFunk is here. Ha! Doin' it to the max Slick Brick! How's your loose booty? Laughin' atcha Let me tighten it up Get it on Yeah Everybody funking and don't know how They shoulda seen the bull when he funked the cow He funked her so hard they saw some smoke He said, let's get in the bed and funk like folks Laughin' at ya (ha!) Funk used to be a bad word Chorus: (sung by the group, interspersed with stuff from George and others) Sittin in the woods upon a log Finger on the trigger My eyes on a hog And I sat back. Laughin atcha! (Say it loud!) Sittin in the woods upon a log (I'm funky and I'm proud) Finger on the trigger My eyes on a hog And I sat back (Talking 'bout you the Godfather) Laughin atcha! (Godmother!) Sittin in the woods upon a log (Grandfather! Heh!) Finger on the trigger (Fool and the Gang!) My eyes on a hog And I sat back. (They call us the funk mob!) Laughin atcha! (Dig!) (Get it on) Little miss muffet sat on her tuffet snorting some THC Along came a spider, slid down beside her Said: what's in the bag b**h She said I'm laughin' at ya, ha, ha! (Hey Fool and the Gang!) Funk used to be a bad word (Let's get it on! Let's take it to the stage) Motherfunk you Hit it! Sittin in the woods upon a log (Good god!) Finger on the trigger My eyes on a hog And I sat back. (Earth, hot air, and no fire) Laughin atcha! (They call us the funk mob) Ha, ha, ha, ha! Sittin in the woods upon a log Finger on the trigger My eyes on a hog And I sat back. (In your loose booty) Laughin atcha! (Ha! Dig) Slick and the family brick...whatcha you doing? Let's take it higher Hey Sloofus...tell us something good Ha ha ha! (Laaaallala, lalalala) Those Crazios (Crazios!) " " New type thing (New type thing) " " Brand new funk (Brand new funk) Ha! Crazier than a s** maniac in a who*ehouse with a credit card! Say it loud, I'm funky and I'm proud (doing it to d**h!) Say it loud, I'm funky and I'm proud (ha ha ha!) Sittin in the woods upon a log (Get it!) (Hey Sloofus!) Finger on the trigger My eyes on a hog (Tell us something good) And I sat back. (Let's take it to the stage) Laughin atcha! (Funk used to be a bad word!) (Hey where's the godfather at?) Sittin in the woods upon a log Finger on the trigger (Now everybody trying to get down) My eyes on a hog And I sat back. (Tell him, when in doubt, vamp!) Laughin atcha! (Ha, ha, ha!) (On the one!) Sittin in the woods upon a log (Tricky Dick wasn't worried about no incriminating Watergate) Finger on the trigger My eyes on a hog (Information being on those tapes) And I sat back. (That s**er didn't want y'all to dig on him trying to cop) Laughin atcha! (An ounce of that p-blow!) Sittin in the woods upon a log (Now he's a-laughin' at you...yeah) Finger on the trigger My eyes on a hog And I sat back. (They call us the funk mob) Laughin atcha! ('Cuz they funky in the White House too.) (Let's take it to the stage, y'all) (Hit it)