James Brown RIP

I'll drink to that
Gona dig out my soul albums right now
and fill my glass to the rim
And drink a never ending toast to the
Grandfather of soul

Merry f*cking Christmas!

Papa's Got A Brand New Bag
James Brown

Come here sister.....Papa's in the swing
He ain't too hip...about that new breed babe
He ain't no drag
Papa's got a brand new bag

Come here mama....and dig this crazy scene
He's not too fancy....but his line is pretty clean
He ain't no drag.
Papa's got a brand new bag

He's doing the Jerk....
He's doing the Fly
Don't play him cheap 'cause you know he ain't shy
He's doing the Monkey, the Mashed Potatoes, Jump back Jack, See you later
alligator.

Come here sister
Papa's in the swing
He ain't too hip now
but I can dig that new breed babe;
He ain't no drag
He's got a brand new bag

Oh papa! He's doing the Jerk
Papa...he's doing the Jerk
He's doing the twist ... just like this,
He's doing the Fly ev'ry day and ev'ry night
The thing's....like the Boomerang.
Hey....come on
Hey! Hey.....come on
Hey! Hey....he's tight...out of sight...
Come on. Hey! Hey!

Oh man, I SO don't feel good.

[b]Say it Loud (I'm Black and I'm Proud)[/b] Now we demand a chance to do things for ourserlf We're tired of beatin' our head against the wall And workin' for someone else We're people, we're just like the birds and the bees We'd rather die on our feet Than be livin' on our knees Say it loud, I'm black and I'm proud..........

Like a what?
Like a what?
Like a what?

Like a sex machine!

Take it to the bridge, James.

I've only just heard for the 234th time this morning that James is Brown bread.

Listening now to Live at the Apollo, IMO the best live album ever. Hard not get misty knowing he is gone. RIP my brotha.