▎[Intro – Spoken, over a minimal groove] (Drums and bass alone – snare hit every two bars) Singer: "Listen up, y'all… I said listen! I got somethin' to tell ya. It ain't no joke, it ain't no game. It’s about the way you walk, the way you talk… The way you MOVE. Yeah! Hit me!" (Full band explodes – brass stabs) --- ▎[Verse 1] When I wake up in the mornin’, gotta feel that beat Shoes on my feet, sweat on my street I don’t need no doctor, no prescription man I just need my soul to take command (Ooow!) You see me shakin’ like a leaf on a tree That’s the rhythm that was born in me ▎[Chorus – with backing vocals responding] Singer: Get on up! Backing vocals: (Get on up!) Singer: Show ’em what you got! Backing vocals: (Show ’em what you got!) Singer: Don’t you stop, don’t you dare Backing vocals: (Don’t you dare!) Singer: 'Cause the funk is in the air! (Brass – chromatic ascent) Singer: HAH! --- ▎[Verse 2] I work hard all day, but when the sun goes down I put on my good suit, paint the town I don’t need a reason, I don’t need a dime Just a downbeat and some time (Hit me!) My feet start movin’, my hips start swing That’s the kinda medicine the king would bring ▎[Chorus – same structure, more intense with ad-libs] Singer: Get on up! Backing vocals: (Get on up!) Singer: I said get on up! Backing vocals: (Yeah, get on up!) Singer: Don’t you sit there on your chair – MOVE! Backing vocals: (MOVE!) Singer: 'Cause the funk is in the air! (Break – drums alone – then full reprise) --- ▎[Bridge / Breakdown – breathless spoken] "Alright, alright… let me catch my breath. (heavy breathing) But don’t you stop, don’t you ever stop. Feel it right here – (slaps his chest) – in your soul. If you ain’t got Soul, you ain’t got nothin’. Now… take it to the bridge!" (Brass – crescendo – then sudden drop – bass alone) --- ▎[Third verse – softer, almost spoken, then explosion] Sometimes you feel low, like you got no fire That’s when you gotta climb a little higher You stomp your left foot, you clap your hands And you understand – (suddenly loud) THE FUNK DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR PLAN! (The band explodes – the singer screams) --- ▎[Final Chorus – repeated in a crescendo] Get on up! (Get on up!) Show 'em what you got! (Got!) Don’t you stop! (Stop!) 'Cause the funk – THE FUNK – is in the air! ▎[Outro – ad-libs until exhaustion] "I feel good! Yeah! One more time! Oww! Take it to the bridge again! No, wait – take it home! Alright, Maceo – blow your horn! (Sax solo) … Thank y’all! I’m gone!" (End in fade on groove – drums, bass, then last cymbal hit) ---
