Funk Out With Your Junk Out

by drunkdude69

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1.
You’ve got this funky streak you just can’t hide We can feel it It keeps on welling up from deep inside Can’t conceal it You must reveal it We want to make you move We want to hear you sing We want to see you shake that thing Ain’t nothin’ better than a funky groove Makes you want to hit the floor and move So let’s move We want to make you move We want to hear you sing We want to see you shake that thing
2.
Once upon a time when I was a boy Every day was mine for me to enjoy and My friends and I were cowboys and kings Playing secret games, doing crazy things In the summertime, last day of school Running though the hose, swimming at the pool Pocket full of change, a spot in the shade Grandma in the kitchen making cherry Kool-Aid Hard to believe it was really me And the sun would shine, days would get hot Try to steal a beer, hope we don't get caught and My friends and I were thicker than thieves Playing in the dirt, climbing through the trees Take a bike ride, riding all day Knocking on the door, can Mikey come and play? Sitting on the porch we'd stay up all night Laugh until it hurt, but it always felt all right All right Hard to believe it was really me It seems like someone else's dream Hard to believe Hard to believe it was really me Feels like a dream It's just a dream, it's not really real It's all a dream Hard to believe Once upon a time when I was a boy Every day was mine for me to enjoy and My friends and I were rock stars and kings Playing secret games, doing crazy things In the summertime, last day of school Running though the hose, swimming at the pool Pocket full of change, a spot in the shade Grandma in the kitchen making cherry Kool-Aid Hard to believe it was really me
3.
Sleeper 03:10
Feeling like I'm on the ropes again You complain, keep saying it's not real You can't explain why it hurts so much I'm bleeding from your touch Hit the mat about an hour ago But I know that millions know just how I feel You can pretend you don't know what it's about But you can't count me out Everyone's got secrets Someone could get hurt Everybody cheats The sleeper never works Lullabye and goodnight Close your big bloodshot eyes Time to sleep, let's not fight Everything will be all right I don't know who you think you're fooling You know exactly what you're doing You know the moves, you call the guys by name You make believe this is just some crazy fling While you steal glances at my ring
4.
I'm starting to slip It's showing itself in so many little ways The gears are losing their grip and I'm not sure what to do I know I'm starting to slip and I think my friends have turned against me Does it sound strange to say I think my family has too? Losing my understanding of the situation Everything in life is an aggravation Feel me starting to slip like I never done before It seems I'm starting to slip and I laugh at this inevitable path It's been deep inside me Since I cried my first tear The gears have been stripped There's no denying it this time around They say I'm perfectly fine but How the hell did I wake up here? I've tried to control it, but I'm getting so tired How do you kill the unquenchable fire? See me losing my grip as my head hits the floor I'm living to slip, it's the first sign I've seen It tells me so much about who I've always been and I'm my own guide on this trip As my tormentors beat down the door
5.
Thought you had it all Right there in your hands Then like sand through an hourglass Everything fell through Not a thing that you could do Nothing you could do It was a dream Too delicate to last Can't build today with bits of the past All too good to be true She's not the one in love with you The one in love with you You're the only one in love All the songs that you write The demons that you fight Every sleepless night Couldn't make you see the light When will you learn Some bridges are destined to burn And all the words that you spill The silences you fill Every second that you kill And still your fate is sealed Her back is turned You should consider it a lesson learned And when you were alone In the lost and found Did you drown in your fantasy No air left to breathe and Too much pain to ease And when you came to Did you shed a tear For the years of wasted time In a life that you slept through She's not the one love with you The one in love with you You're the only one in love
6.
Angry 02:54
Angry again and I don't know why I'm starting to think I'll never be satisfied Seeing red is no way to go through life But if I had a choice would I change my mind Could I change my mind White knuckles on the wheel and I feel like I’m trapped And I can’t relax As I grind my teeth to the bone I don’t know if thrown away every chance I had to be happy (Don’t save me I’m happy angry) Angry again it just don’t seem right I didn’t show up here looking for a fight Wanna smile but I grimace when I try And if I had a choice would I change my mind Could I change my mind
7.
Advice Again 03:07
And when you think it all over And you decide you can’t go on Just another day older And nowhere is as far as you have gone And everybody’s got advice That starts to sound like stuff You’ve heard a thousand times Yeah they all got their advice and I say "stuff it up your #ss" The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step True wisdom only comes from pain Everything is for the best And if you ask me I might suggest Get on that horse again And when you’re clean and sober And realize you’ve had enough So much weight on your shoulders And no one told you life was gonna be so rough And everything that people say Is rearranged and paraphrased, but still an old cliché Yeah they all got their advice, but I say You better think twice The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step God works His will in mysterious ways And everything is for the best And if you ask me, I might suggest I say it once again The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step God works His will in mysterious ways And everything is for the best And if you ask me, I might suggest Your luck is bound to change (because) Every cloud has a silver lining Good things come to those who wait All you need is a little timing It’ll work out, you know it’s never too late The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step True wisdom only comes from pain The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step God works His will in mysterious ways And everything is for the best And if you ask me, I might suggest I tell you once again The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step God works His will in mysterious ways And everything is for the best And if you ask me, I might suggest You don't listen to a word I say
8.
Player 04:08
I know the script I've memorized my lines I play the part I sleepwalk with open eyes Pretending that I believe what I know deep down are lies I 'm on the stage Standing in the spotlight I hide my rage But I won't give up without a fight I’ve got to make you believe that you’re so wrong and I’m so right There’s a smile on my face as I’m selling you lies Is the mask that I wear leaving you hypnotized Here's a shoulder to cry on, my heart’s on a sleeve Now the show has begun so suspend your disbelief So here we are Marionettes on our strings Waiting for the show to end but somehow The fat lady never sings She just juggles chain saws while we're crawling toward the wings
9.
Get U Fed 04:53
You say you want to be happy But you spend all your time Tripping over dollar bills to pick up the dime on the sidewalk Just the way you've been taught Like enlightenment and happiness are things that can be bought But that's a psyche-out in a world we never made You can think and you can fight Or you can let yourself be played 'cause If you're blind deaf and dumb And you don't care if you're free Then you'll never become what you always thought you would be I pulled the wool over my own eyes my friend I fell asleep behind the wheel (You know how it feels) Feels like a needle in a haystack I know you're looking for it Jack With your mouth hanging open and a monkey on your back Just a catatonic stare unaware nothing's fair But as long as you get fed I guess there's no reason to care Well that's a cop out that you use 'cause you're afraid To look beyond the simplified Escape from the mundane Yeah you want to be tough And believe that you're deep But until you wake up you're just walking in your sleep
10.
FWOP 04:38
These freaky whacked-out people keep on knocking on my door I’m hiding in my bedroom, I can’t take it anymore They won’t leave me alone, the refuse to go away I can’t stand to be surrounded by them for another day Oh no There’s just something about them I can’t put my finger on So pale and so neurotic, I just wish that they were gone Their histrionic voices have me climbing up the walls I’ve unplugged my telephone just in case one of them calls Oh no At the supermarket or the local shopping mall The bar where I hang out sucking down the alcohol I don’t think there’s anyone as sane and straight as me But I’m trapped with this secret That’s the funky irony These freaky whacked-out people, well they’re driving me insane I see them on the Tee Vee, I can feel them in my brain I’ve boarded up my windows but I still don’t feel secure ‘Cuz these freaky whacked-out people keep on knocking on my door Oh no
11.
Jim's Lament (free) 00:06

about

DD69's first record, Funk Out With Your Junk Out, is a rip through a well-stocked jukebox, with smooth funk that would have been at home on a turntable three decades ago mixing with a contemporary guitar-heavy party vibe that could have been recorded two weeks ago.

Or at any point between 1998 and 2007. But we'll get to that in a minute.

Funk Out is remarkable in displaying the ease that the double-d-6-9 moves among styles, kicking off a song with meaty guitar riffs before sliding into a reggae groove in the bridge. Witness "Sleeper", which offers an off-kilter reggae base supporting the rest of the song's muscular frame; "FWOP" takes it a step further, gliding from a smoky late-night groove to an angular ska and a respectable shot at white-boy hip-hop. The disparate styles should be difficult to manage - especially within the framework of a single song -- but DD69 makes the adventure seem natural.

The musicianship is solid throughout as well, reflecting - and supporting - the wide range the band is willing to tackle. "Get U Fed" is a rhythmic machine, with bass and guitar meshing perfectly into a razor-sharp edge. That song's weight contrasts nicely with "Advice Again" and its slippery guitar lines or "Cherry Kool-Aid" and its loping reggae background. This is what the Red Hot Chili Peppers wished they still sounded like.

Funk Out With Your Junk Out is a heavyweight record, fitting for musicians Scott Martin and Mike Adams, who did take only eight years to finish the project. Hence, the earlier reference to 1998 and 2007, the dates during which Funk Out was recorded. Hey -- they're perfectionists, OK?

Of course, the record couldn't have happened at all without help from the drunkdude69 collective: amazing musicians in Nashville (Jim Evans - drum wizard), Los Angeles (Maurice Adams - guitar stroker), New York (Joe "Coach" Hanna - drum pummeler) and Cleveland (Jeff Nagel - guitar noodler, Mike Holloran - percussion smacker, Jay Goodman - special sauce vocals). Having exhausted their talented friends with the demanding eight year production schedule, Adams and Martin lured wizened-sage-turned-drummer Charley Newcomer and former hair metal string bender K-Billy into rounding out the full-time DD69 lineup.

Let's just hope it doesn't take another eight to get that next record done.

- Michael Pound

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released January 24, 2008

Produced by Scott Martin and Mike Adams

Recorded at Closer Look Studio, The Ranch, and Snoozeking Studios in Cleveland Ohio

Engineered at Closer Look by Mark Owen, and at The Ranch/Snoozeking by Mike and Scott

Mixed and mastered by drunkdude69 from 1998 through December 2007

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