We've never had a million dollars
Never had the big fat coffers
All we had was a need to do our thing now.
We hit the road with the motor running
Foot to the floor and the bassline humming
The drum beat never lacked the status -
You want the truth?
Well just ask us.

We're not asking
We're just doing
We ain't no hit machine -
We're just here to please your soul.

What we had was a crowd of mammals
Brought to the floor by the aural channel
And we're asking you to raise your voice now.
It started small but it's getting bigger
Funk gun cocked and we'll pull the trigger
Fist in the face of the old andnew -
You want the proof?
Well let me tell ya.

We've been hung up on computers
Chat rooms, bills and china dolls
We've numb; full of duty
What's it feel like to be bold?

{
We're not asking
We're just doing
We ain't no hit machine -
We're just here to please your soul.

It's systematic
It's automatic
And we'll be getting down now (x2)

As we smash the mould
We won't let go
It's like overload
As we smash that mould.

You ain't never heard it
We ain't never played it (x2)
} x2




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