Letra de ' The Gods Of Rhythm ' de Hatchets

I got a funky funk feeling calling in my guts
Wrecking my structures, don't stop it, don't stop it.
Gotta funky funk fever rolling in my soul
But today I'm gonna get it, can't stop it, can't stop it.

My message is flying to outer space
By the radio station
The groove of the bass makes me go insane
Bring down the constellations

That feeling stamping in my head, flushing my blood to the brain
Crushing all my bones, but I'm still up to dance
I have no big intentions, I just want to play my game
Drop the boogie on the scene so you can shake down again

Shake down again

I got a funky funk feeling calling in my guts
Wrecking my structures, don't stop it, don't stop it.
Gotta funky funk fever rolling in my soul
But today I'm gonna get it, can't stop it, can't stop it.

Slide down to your favorite place
Make a wish, make a pray, to the gods of rhythm
They blessed you with style and grace
I confess, I'm impressed with the moves you can make

I will surrender to the gods of rhythm
My idols won't fade away
With passion and distortion
We'll clear the fakes out the way

I got a funky funk feeling calling in my guts
Wrecking my structures, don't stop it, don't stop it.
Gotta funky funk fever rolling in my soul
But today I'm gonna get it, can't stop it, can't stop it.

Skip the frame, sync the dance
Take all this damn place
Let me out of here