Funkadelic - Better By The Pound Lyrics
Pleasure's the motivation for the human raceEverything starts and ends with sex and appealFeeling good is the bait, Satan uses to fish for you and meComfort is the poison when it's the spirit he wants to killThere's a tidal wave of mysticismSurging through our jet-aged generationIt's all designed to take us to the skyThere's such a need for us to feel nice and it's getting betterWe got to have it more than we ought toThe preacher keeps promisin' satisfactionThe ladies keep giving up the gratifactionYou know what? I'm feeling better by the poundThere's a tidal wave of mysticismSurging through our jet-aged generationIt's all designed to take us to the skyYou know what? I'm feeling better by the poundI'm feeling better by the poundJoyful is the hocus pocus that's haunting all mankindSaid he couldn't be what he needs to be you seeHe and only he is freeWell, he who is truly freeSay, free from the need to be freeThere's a tidal wave of mysticismSurging through our jet-aged generationIt's all designed to take us to the sky