Funkytown, nasty
(Hey, listen to the man)
Yeah, I'm the Godfather (baby)


People, people
We got to get over

Before we go under
People, people
We got to get over

Before we go under

Hey, country

Didn't say what you meant
Just changed
Brand new funky President


Stock market going up
Jobs going down

And ain't no funking
Jobs to be found


Taxes keep going up
I changed from a glass
Now I drink out of a paper cup

It's getting bad

People, people

We got to get over
Before we go under


Listen to me
Let's get together and raise
Let's get together

And get some land

Raise our food like the man

Save our money like the Mob
Put up a fight down on the job


Tell em, Godfather

Turn up your funk motor

Get down and praise the Lord
Get sexy, sexy
Get funky and dance


Love me, baby, love me nice
Don't make it once

Can you make it twice
I like it


People, people
We got to get over
Before we go under

People, people
Well, well, well
Before we go under


Turn on your funk motor
I know it's tough

Turn on your funk motor
Until you get enough


Hey, give yourself a
Chance to come through
Tell yourself, I can

Do what you can do

Hey, listen to the man

I'm the Godfather
Payback, cold-blooded


People, people
People, people
Hey, people, people

Don't you see what's going on

People, people
We got to get together
Get on the good foot

Change it, yeah

Got to get together
And get some land
Raise our food just like the man

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

I got to say it again
We got to get together
And buy some land

Raise our food just like the man
Save our money, do like the Mob
Put up your fight right on the job

We gotta get over

Before we go under
Time's getting short, Lord

Country, do you know
Just what I meant
We just changed, we got

A brand new funky President

I need to be the Mayor
So I could change
Some things around here
I need to be the Governer
I need to be the Governer