Doing It to Death, Pts. 1 & 2

Hit it
How you feeling brother? (Feelin' good)
You feel good? (Feelin' good, let's groove it)
Play so much bone, brother
How you feelin' man? (I feel alright)
I called your name, I don't want the people to know you're in here
How you feelin' fellas? (Alright)
Yeah, jam, you're getting down
Look here

We're gonna have a funky time
We're gonna have a funky time
We're gonna have a funky time
We're gonna have a funky time
Take 'em up, Fred

We've gotta take you higher
Alright
We're gon' do it again, you wanna do it again?
We've gotta take it higher
Brother (yeah?)
Now I want everybody, just Fred, to blow up my two choruses
And then I wanna wave in, going sure like we did just now, alright?
Come and get that fella with the lil' horn over there
Fred, can you take us higher, take us higher
Fred, Fred, Fred

Give it up for our Fred
You know what, when I hear blues like this groove
Oh, I said I've gotta take it higher
Yeah baby, yeah, yeah
Like way up yonder, man
Here's the thing, here's the thing

Lookie here, someone's got a groove like this
You know, you know, no
I need the grit
Got the grit on the guitar
Got the grit, get the job
Got the job, need the grit
Got the bit, now Fred

You know, I've a dream every time, brother
I'm gettin' ready to wave y'all in, you know what
I feel so down, I need to get down
In order for me to get down, I gotta get in deep
In order for me to get down, I gotta get in deep
Need to get in deep
Dub the deep
Down deep, funky beat
Sacred beat, downbeat

Get on down
Morgan laugh, he like it
I know you can think about makin' the big M
Lookie here, look at that, you over there
You better sing one verse first
What we gotta do?

We gotta have a funky time, oh yeah
We gotta have a funky time (oh yeah)
We gotta have a funky time (I didn't know you were singin', Fred)
(We gotta have a funky time) come on, so much brother, don't moan so much
We gotta have a funky time (take 'em out there)
We've gotta take you higher

Wait a minute, now who you said that was over there?
I know that I've seen him somewhere
Is that Macy O? Doing everything over there
Macy who?
Macy O, you don't like it
Macy O, won't you float
Oh yeah, Macy O, c'mon, brother!

You make it, brother
Yeah, you back brother, you back
Look at him
Now Macy, Macy O, brother
Macy O, oh brother
Macy O
I got the blow, Macy O
Come here quick, gotta get you quick
Gotta get you, gotta get you quick
And bring me that liquid stick, bring it home, bring it, bring it

We've gotta take it higher
I wanna have a good time, I wanna get down
Wait a minute
We've gotta take it higher
You've got a funny little horn you playin' with
Macy O, Macy O, wait a minute!

I bet you can't play
I bet you can't play that little funny horn behind you?
Can you play that little horn?
Come on over here and play with me brother, you gotta get up
(I'll play down here, how's that? I'm gon' play way down here)
Look it, hey man, calendar shine, you know what I mean
Look it here, okay, brother

Make it tall, bring it down
Macy O, Macy O
Why you couldn't blow
Make a song, make it soul, I wanna hear it from below
Macy O, blow slow

Can you make a song fellas, like, like this
Gotta have a funky time
Gotta have a funky time
Gotta have a funky time
Gotta have a funky time
You know what, you know what, I like that, wait a minute
Wait a minute, mister
Give 'em a little bit of west
And now we make sure to give 'em a little bit of truth
Get down here, brother, you got it

Shots, ship lights
The heart
The whole heart



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Writer(s): James Brown
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