Now get the guns, the drugs, from my generation.
I'll take the fall, the saints, across the nation.
Yeah, it's the s__, the gods, the freaks, the frauds,
They're messin' with me!

Come on! Come on! Come on!
Let's get it on.

Move to the music,
play that funky music,
move it to my music, yeah (Lets get it on).
Move to my music,
play that funky music,
live through my music, yeah.

Now get the guns, the drugs, from my generation.
I'll take the fall, the saints, across the nation.
Yeah, it's the s__, the gods, the freaks, the frauds,
They're messin' with me!

Come on! Come on! Come on!
Let's get it on.

Move to the music,
play that funky music,
move it to my music, yeah (Lets get it on).
Move to my music,
play that funky music,
live through my music, yeah.

Forget the lies the money, we're in this together.
And through it all, they said that nothing's forever.
And they refuse to see the change in me.
Why won't they wake up?!

Come on! Come on! Come on!
Let's get it on.

Move to the music,
play that funky music,
move it to my music, yeah (Lets get it on).
Move to my music,
play that funky music,
live through my music, yeah.

Move to the music,
move it to the music, yeah.
Move to the music,
live through the music, yeah.
Move to the music,
move it to the music, yeah.
Move to the music,
live through the music, yeah.

Move to the music,
play that funky music,
move it to my music, yeah (Lets get it on).
Move to my music,
play that funky music,
live through my music, yeah.

Move to the music,
play that funky music,
move it to my music, yeah (Lets get it on).
Move to my music,
play that funky music,
live through my music, yeah.

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