Mean Ass Funk Show Lyrics - Singles - Pods

Four young fuckers on an afternoon drive 

Through the land of gods and killing time 

Tried to relate to a nuclear age 

But we lost our souls in a pinball game 

This is it like the way we planned 

Not a church of saints but a church of man 

We're the priests of the dancing beasts 

So shake your ass and move your feet 

Four young fuckers takin over the top 

No matter what you want it's what you got 

Wouldn't say no to a pot of gold 

But we'd rather have a go at this funky show 

We are the truth like it's never been seen 

The truth is hard and the truth is mean 

The truth is an ache in the seat of your pants 

But it's got a good beat and it's easy to dance 

Mean ass funk show 

Everything out of control 

Mean ass funk show 

Ain't no rock n roll 

Mean ass funk show 

Sleazy little underground 

Mean ass funk show 

Big mean ass funk show burnin that mother down 

These four young fuckers turnin over the mob 

Get out of our way cos this is our job 

This world our world has gone insane 

We touch the heart and eat the pain 

We don't give a shit about what they say 

We mark our path pave our own way 

Our music's a notch in the scars of time 

So march to the beat of our own decline