Citizens of the universe, recording angels, we have returned to claim the pyramids, partying on the Mothership. I am the Mothership connection. Put a glide in your stride and a dip in your hip and come on up to the Mothership. Loose booty, doin' the bump, hustle on over here.
Face it, even your memory banks have forgotten this funk, Mothership
connection, home of the p. funk, the bomb. Let me put on my sunglasses here, so I can see what I'm doing... When you hear seats rumble you will hear your conscience grumble, hit me, you gotta hit the band. You have overcome for I am here.
Open up your funky mind and you can fly! Free your mind and your ass will follow!