You know I like to funk things, funk things right on up And when I like to funk things, I funk things right on up But you tell me I can’t do it And you tell me that I’m through Before I’m even started so I’ve had enough of you Well you tell me not to do it That you’ll tell me my next move Well you just bringing me down And I’ve had enough of you
I fly just like a bird, I’m always flying high I fly just like a bird, I’m always flying high But you tell me I can’t do it And you tell me that I’m through Before I’m even started so I’ve had enough of you Well you tell me not to do it That you’ll tell me my next move Well you just bringing me down And I’ve had enough of you
You’re just bringing me down, bringing me down
When the blues come a knockin’, knockin’ on my door Well I say how do ya do, I can feel you to the core Well you tell me not to do that That it’s a stranger at more door But I’ve known the blues for ages But you You’re not welcome anymore You’re not welcome anymore You’re not welcome anymore
You’re just bringing me down, bringing me down
But you tell me I can’t do it And you tell me that I’m through Before I’m even started so I’ve had enough of you Well you tell me not to do it That you’ll tell me my next move Well you just bring me down And I’ve had enough of you