The Gods Of Rhythm

I got a funky funk feeling calling in my guts

Wrecking my structures, don't stop it, don't stop it.

Gotta funky funk fever rolling in my soul

But today I'm gonna get it, can't stop it, can't stop it.

My message is flying to outer space

By the radio station

The groove of the bass makes me go insane

Bring down the constellations

That feeling stamping in my head, flushing my blood to the brain

Crushing all my bones, but I'm still up to dance

I have no big intentions, I just want to play my game

Drop the boogie on the scene so you can shake down again

Shake down again

I got a funky funk feeling calling in my guts

Wrecking my structures, don't stop it, don't stop it.

Gotta funky funk fever rolling in my soul

But today I'm gonna get it, can't stop it, can't stop it.

Slide down to your favorite place

Make a wish, make a pray, to the gods of rhythm

They blessed you with style and grace

I confess, I'm impressed with the moves you can make

I will surrender to the gods of rhythm

My idols won't fade away

With passion and distortion

We'll clear the fakes out the way

I got a funky funk feeling calling in my guts

Wrecking my structures, don't stop it, don't stop it.

Gotta funky funk fever rolling in my soul

But today I'm gonna get it, can't stop it, can't stop it.

Skip the frame, sync the dance

Take all this damn place

Let me out of here