Funky Fresh Country Club

                                  Funky fresh tunes

And you're walking down the street

And you're trying to find the girl

That you really want to meet



You're flying past the reef

And you're drinking shrunken heads

You wake up in the morning

And you wish that you were dead



As you stagger home

In the blackest form of night

The rollers out in force baby

They're looking for a fight



You try to play the game

You try to pass the test

But the only thing in sight baby

Is the sight of your arrest



Jail cell, living hell

Cains off me I'm free

Doing time, one more time

Mine, all mine, all mine



Now the country club is cold

And the country club is mean

The attendants at the country club

Ain't something to be seen



If you're messing with my girl

You're messing with your life

Cause I'm gonna cut you

With a big, big knife

You bet your fuckin' life!



Now as you stagger home

In the blackest form of night

The rollers out in force baby

They're looking for a fight



You try to play the game

You try to pass the test

But the only thing in sight baby

Is the sight of your arrest



Jail cell, living hell

Cains off me I'm free

Doing time, one more time

Mine, all mine, all mine



I want to tell you a story baby

I hope you want to hear

I want to tell you a story baby

I hope you want to hear



Going downtown in the back of a car

Some motha'fucka' left the door ajar

Remember what your parents said

Be home by eight and in your bed



Now as you stagger home

In the blackest form of night

The rollers out in force baby

They're looking for a fight



You try to play the game

You try to pass the test

But the only thing in sight baby

Is the sight of your arrest



Jail cell, living hell

Cains off me I'm free

Doing time, one more time

Mine, all mine, all mine