Lyrics

Have you heard the wind howl, blowin' from the East
The beast is on the prowl, hungry for the feast
You can hide your children, hop a train outta town
But the wind's a changin', something new's comin' down
Gotta get a better groove, there's a new funk in town.

Curious George, up on the Hill
Peelin' your banana, gettin' more than your fill
You can climb the oak tree; point your finger at the clown
But sooner or later, what goes up must come down
Gotta get a better groove, there's a new funk in town.

Red light, stop, watch the Hummers pass
Green light, go--oops...outta gas
You can blame your brother; build a wall around your town
But one way or another, we gonna tear that mother down
Gotta get a better groove, there's a new funk in town
Gotta get a better groove, there's a new funk in town.

If you wanna funk it right, you gotta groove it yourself.