We've never had a million dollars Never had the big fat coffers All we had was a need to do our thing now. We hit the road with the motor running Foot to the floor and the bassline humming The drum beat never lacked the status - You want the truth? Well just ask us. We're not asking We're just doing We ain't no hit machine - We're just here to please your soul. What we had was a crowd of mammals Brought to the floor by the aural channel And we're asking you to raise your voice now. It started small but it's getting bigger Funk gun cocked and we'll pull the trigger Fist in the face of the old andnew - You want the proof? Well let me tell ya. We've been hung up on computers Chat rooms, bills and china dolls We've numb; full of duty What's it feel like to be bold? We're not asking We're just doing We ain't no hit machine - We're just here to please your soul. It's systematic It's automatic And we'll be getting down now As we smash the mould We won't let go It's like overload As we smash that mould. You ain't never heard it We ain't never played it } x2