Cholly (funk Gettin Ready To Roll) Lyrics - One Nation Under A Groove - Funkadelic

I was strung out on Bach 

And Beethoven was my thing 

I dug jazz, I dug rock 

Anything with a swing 

Then I ran into a friend Who told me there was so much more 

Find the void that you missed 

There is plenty to explore 

We want to take you, Cholly, when we go 

(You wanna take me?) 

We'd like to take you, Cholly, when we roll 

(Well, if you'd play me just a little bit more) 

But if we play you just a little more 

(Maybe I will) 

We'd love to take you, Cholly, when we go 

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You know right about that time I started 

To analyze what they were trying to tell 

Me, they said: "Come on, Cholly, we want to 

take you somewhere" 

I didn't know where 

They was trying to take me, next thing I 

Know they were saying something like this: 

Funk, gettin' ready to go- 

Funk gettin' ready to roll (what?) 

Funk, gettin' ready to go- 

Funk gettin' ready to roll 

(What in the world are they talking about?) 

Funk gettin' ready to roll-gettin' ready to go? 

No, they can't do that 

Funk gettin' ready to go 

Funk gettin' ready to roll-see Ive Bach-I love Beethoven 

Funk gettin' ready to go 

Funk gettin' ready to roll 

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I would dance, I would sing, 

I could get lost in my dreams 

I would fly, but never too high 

'Cause my funk deserted me 

Now that the door is open wide 

And all my funk just can't hide 

With the syndrome left behind 

No, my funk just can't hide 

We like to take you, Cholly, when we go 

We like to take you, Cholly, when we roll 

(They promise they would play one more time) 

But if we play you just a little bit more 

We'd like to take you, Cholly, etc 

You know 

It was in my hands 

It was in my feet 

I got it all over me 

Yes, I did, I got it all over me 

Got to go, got to go 

Got to go with the funk 

Get ready 

I would waltz, I would sing 

I would get lost in my dreams 

I would fly but never too high 

'Cause the funk deserted me 

Now that the door is open wide 

And my funk I can't hide 

(I must go with the funk)