Aka Teraka - Funk [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

FUNK

Did you say funk?
Well listen...

(Verse 1)
Some like it hot, some like it cold
Some like it served many many years old
Some like it on the floor, some in the car
A DJ on his table, a waiter behind his bar
Some like to have it in the heat of the party
Some love to have it with their morning exercises
Some like it best when they’re in a little group
Some need it when they’re in the kitchen making soup
It’s wonky honky and it’s funky
It’s a joint for the jazzy jam junky
Funky bars for the melody monkey
A little room of joys behind a door with its own key
Everybody likes it a little differently
Everybody takes it very personally
Some hide it and some flaunt it
But everybody wants it...huh...

(CHORUS)
When I’m feeling down / Or feel that I’ve not found
Some rhythmn in my life / To ride me through the strife
I let it flow through me / I feel it deep in me
An everlasting rhythmn / And an everlasting beat
And I feel it... I feel it in me
I feel it... the funk is in me
And I want it... I want it in me
I want it... the funk within me

(BRIDGE)
The word is on the street
A little bit of fire and I smell the heat
And if you’ve got dead feet, you better stand up fast and get fleet
Because no slackers rock to my beat
2x
Ah break it down

(INTERLUDE)
Funk is not junk
Huh, so tell me:
Do you want a chunk
Of my funk?.... haha....

(Verse 2)
How do you like it? How should I serve it?
Don’t beg for it cause I know you deserve it
It’s your style, your flow, it’s the way that you glow
The magic that you show me, follow me when I row
Ho, row row row your boat
Gently gently down the stream
Don’t shiver when the river quivers in your dream
Taking my time with no hurry or worry
I approach the mike and stand in all my glory
And then in funk time I caress the mike and whisper
Softly so to cool her down, sometimes I even kiss her
I miss her when I’m in the world of men
Chasing salary, a naira rain that dries my pen
Funk friends, funk me up tonight with a charge
Of hot funk, cause tonight, yes, the funk’s at large
It’s a fantasy world, where the fantasy swirls
Where my fantasies are wasted on the fantasy girls
Never mind all the hypocritical comformity
Everybody has a little window for their energy
Enjoy it, employ it to maximise your pleasure
And then destroy it
It’s art, a sweet tart
A deep part of every new start... huh

(CHORUS)
When I’m feeling down / Or feel that I’ve not found
Some rhythmn in my life / To ride me through the strife
I let it flow through me / I feel it deep in me
An everlasting rhythmn / And an everlasting beat
And I feel it... I feel it in me
I feel it... the funk is in me
And I want it... I want it in me
I want it... the funk within me

(BRIDGE)
The word is on the street
A little bit of fire and I smell the heat
And if you’ve got dead feet, you better stand up fast and get fleet
Because no slackers rock to my beat
2x
Ah break it down

(INTERLUDE)
Yeah, cause I’m the funk monk
And funk is not junk
So come on, come and take a large chunk
Of my funk...

Drunk on funk... hahahah...