[Intro] [Verse 1] Spotlights hit, the bassline drops low, Crowd screamin’ loud like a thunderous blow. Slick James Brown struts in, silk shirt glowin’, Funk so thick, everybody’s overloadin’. Guitar screams, horns blastin’ hot, He spins the mic like it’s tied to a knot. Sweat on the brow, fire in the eyes, Turnin’ the stage to a cosmic high. Feet stompin’, hands in the sky, This ain’t a concert, it’s a straight-up riot! [Chorus] Slick James Brown! Light it up, burn it down! Electric soul shakin’ the whole damn town! Funk in your veins, feel that super bad sound, Best live show ever — Slick James Brown! Whoa-oh-oh! Super Freak supreme! Whoa-oh-oh! Livin’ the dream! Stage on fire, crowd gone wild, Slick James Brown — king of the night! [Verse 2] He drops to his knees, guitar solo cryin’, Then jumps back up, no denyin’ the flyness. Dancin’ with the devil in patent leather shoes, Every move colder than yesterday’s news. Women lose their minds, fellas raise the roof, He’s mixin’ that P-Funk with a touch of the truth. Pyro explodes, confetti rain pourin’, Whole arena jumpin’, hearts all soarin’. [Bridge] No autotune, just raw power and soul, He owns every second, he steals the show whole. From the front row scream to the back row roar, Slick James Brown givin’ more, more, MORE! Slick James Brown! Light it up, burn it down! [Verse 3] Lights explode, the band hits that groove, Godfather of Soul steppin' in patent leather shoes. Cape drippin' gold, mic gripped like a weapon, He screams "Hit me!" and the whole world steps in. Feet movin' faster than a freight train comin', Splits, slides, and that famous spin he's runnin'. [Pre-Chorus] Crowd losin' minds, hands up in the air, The hardest workin' man, ain't nobody compare! [Chorus] James Brown! Light it up, burn it down! Soul power shakin' the whole damn town! Funk in your bones, feel that super bad sound, Best live show ever — James Brown! Hey! I feel good! Hey! Like I knew that I would! Stage on fire, crowd gone wild, James Brown — King of the Night! [Verse 4] He drops to the floor, crawlin' with the funk, Then leaps back up like a lightning bolt junk. Band tight as hell, horns cuttin' like knives, Drummer goin' crazy, keepin' everybody alive. Cape routine comin', he falls like he's done, Then rises again — the show has just begun. [Bridge] No lip-sync, no tricks, just raw soul fire, Twenty years older but he never gets tired. Make it funky! Echo through the hall, Whole arena shakin' from the front to the wall. [Final Chorus] James Brown! Light it up, burn it down! Soul power shakin' the whole damn town! Funk in your bones, feel that super bad sound, Legend forever — James Brown! Hey! I feel good! Hey! Like I knew that I would! [Outro] Say it loud! I'm Black and I'm proud! Get on up! Get on up! James! James! James Brown! We ain't stoppin' 'til the funk brings us down!
