With a blade to the night, and my back to the wind
Got to cut through the lies and find out where the truth begins
Because I know that I’m free, to be what I believe
And I’ll fight for the right to practice Funkeology
Everyone, everywhere
Take a stand, show your hands
Light your light, let it shine
Brighter than the Midnight Sunshine
Everyone, everywhere
Take a stand, show your hands
Light your light, let it shine
Brighter than the Midnight Sunshine
On the road up ahead, wolf cries at the moon
But I can’t slow down so I walk along in the misty gloom
Though the road may be dark, and the hills may be steep
I will never turn back, never give up on the truth I seek
Come together, Funk Nation
Kill the lies and find the revelation