George Clinton and the P-Funk All-Stars
October 14,1995 -- Lupo's Heartbreak Hotel,
Providence
 | Coming outta Chocolate City for their first date of the Mothership '95 Tour co-sponsored by radio station WEFUNK and powered by the Law of Supergroovalisticprosifunkstication, Dr.Funkenstein and crew funked it up for the house full of Thumpasorus Peoples gathered to groove away another night on the planet Earth. |
Since it was definitely a Motor Booty affair I brought along plenty of ladies to satisfy my ego munchies. We showed up ready for duty and shaking out booty, and there wasn't no other player in town quite as down as me and the real fine freaks I was o ut with.
Uncle George and the rest of the big money men didn't waste no time getting everybody in the house up and smokin' with some major downstroking kinda funka groovie fun. We was one nation under a groove, and smoke was getting in our eyes, but there was n't no reason to worry because Dr. Funkenstein pulled out his Flashlight and was soon showing us the way with his bop gun.
It didn't take long until we was all giving up the funk and tearing the roof off the sucker, because like most players know, "there ain't no party like a P-Funk party, 'cause a P-Funk party don't stop."e;
According to the funk Pinocchio Theory "if you fake the funk, your nose will grow." Now, I didn't personally see anybody in the Party people scene with a big nose, but plenty was filling there heads will candy. I'll be blunt, most of us was just fun kin' for fun, but there wasn't nobody taking there dead ass home when Ms. Belita Woods began to serenade from the stage.
Oh, I do got a thing for that red hot mama and I was standing on the verge of taking it to the stage, when my fine lady Dee started doing the electric spank and turned my mind into the nastiest of cosmic slop. Since it ain't illegal yet, I took that Dee and showed her my best aqua boogie to see if Dee was indeed up for the down stroke or not. It turned out she was and soon we was doing the theme from the black hole, just to prove than fantasy is reality, and there ain't nothing to do but dance.
