James Brown from Groundhog's Day by Peck the Town Crier

JAMES BROWN
where were you? When the witch docta first shock’d ya?,
and set you free from the sex machine, and bought you a brand new bag?
“were you there? can you tell a story to me?
cast like a bronze-age oral history?” (peoples)
Maaan, I got a gold record deep in my brain
To pay a homage to the name of the James

james brown died on Christmas day
gave back the wiccans what they owned anyways
talking bout the longest winter night
thinking bout the stringest shade of starlight
who triggered the death of the birth of the cool school
inspired and fertilized the birth of the bitches’ brew
miles caught him live at Newport and he knew
what he had to do with a chosen few

so where were you?
when the witch docta first shock’d ya?
and set you free from the sex machine,
and bought you a brand new bag?
hah, and set you free from the sex machine,
and tought you what you didn’t need to buy, ‘cause you already had
and gave you a brand new bag

wish I coulda seen’m, with my own two peepers
heard’m without the help of a screen or speakers
danced with the hot pants lady, maybe freaked her
sat behind the mixing board, maybe spiked the meters
‘cause man knew how to hurt a microphone with a shriek,
now he speaks from the grave through the records he made
SO GO TO HEAVEN WITH YOUR BAD SELF, JAMES

wish I coulda seen’m put the vibe in the air,
out in Zaire, putta shock in don king’s hair
“seen the dancers jump higher than the highest ferris wheel at the biggest county fair
where you there?” (d.u.s.t.)
where you there?
can you tell a story to me?
cast like a bronze-age oral history?
maaan I gotta gold record deep in my brain,
to pay a homage to the name of the James

an old dog taught a new trick to me
a little bird chirped me a history
down by the bottom of the deep blue sea
waves repeat a mystery, blissfully blister me
with lessons of a time missed by me

cause my momma hadn’t made me yet
family tree hadn’t given it’s shade to me yet
I waited forever, to be born at this right time
and ever will I lie when it’s my time
the same fate awaits us, that befell James
so don’t forget to mention his naaaame

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