here comes a new revelation
ooh! like the way the baby blows it
let your body do the talkin'
let your fingers do the walkin'
let the wind do the blowin' uh
they say that it ain't what ya knows it's what ya feel
i'll take my real and goes up hill
give me the real and nose appeal
we be struggling by the pound
givin' up plenty of sound
we be funkin' like they thought they were doin'
let your eyes do the stylin'
let your smiler do the smilin'
let the wind do the blowin'
here comes the new revelation
remember when we were dozy
give me my really nose appeal
i'll stick my nose in any deal
let your fingers do the walkin' let your body do the talkin'
let the wind do the blowin'
i was blowin' before the wind?
if your nose is runnin' and your feet are smellin'
with the revelation of this new information
we'll out-funk starchild any day or night!
wasn't i blowin' before the wind?
he'll stick his nose in any deal
here comes a new revelational. i
i have recalled that my ancestry
reached far beyond cro-magnon
i was jivin' before piltdown
sir nose d'voidoffunk wish to declare
have always been the funkiest