Going over the line
Till I think I’m gonna blow
Oh, I can’t stop the music
Oh, I can’t say no
It was a real great concert
But it was over too soon
The night’s still young
So let me hear that tune
I’m dancing like a jerk
A cool, cool jerk
Hey, that’s funkey
Yeah, funkey munkey
Well, don’t mess with my choo-coo
Or with my choo-coo moo-coo
Just get funkey
Yeah, funkey munkey
You’re workin’ too hard
Oh, it’s a twelve day week
You come home so tired
Can’t even speak
You only wanna rest
Your wretched little soul
But come Saturday night
You wanna rock’n’roll
So you’re strutting like a peacock
Fancy feathered peacock
Hey, that’s funkey
Yeah, funkey munkey
You’re lookin’ really cool
A cool, cool fool
So get funkey
Yeah, funkey munkey
Pink satin suits
And two-toned boots
Hey, that’s funkey
Yeah, funkey munkey
Lover boy blues
And rock’n’roll shoes
Just get funkey
Yeah, funkey munkey
©2023 The Hesh Inc.
In the late winter or early spring of 1986, when I was in the thick of my army service, I gave myself a challenge to write a series of lighthearted songs to stand in contrast to all the heavy stuff I had been writing up to that point. This was one of them. (But even in the frivolousness there is still an undertone of seriousness ... can't help being who I am.) I started with the riff common to Van Halen's "Where Have All the Good Times Gone" and the Kinks' "Tired of Waiting" and took it from there. The misspellings are intentional, as is the use of a few IDF slang expressions. It would probably have been a fun song to play but I never had the chance to ... military service isn't conducive to putting and keeping a band together. So it goes.