You know I like to funk things, funk things right on up
And when I like to funk things, I funk things right on up
But you tell me I can’t do it
And you tell me that I’m through
Before I’m even started
so I’ve had enough of you
Well you tell me not to do it
That you’ll tell me my next move
Well you just bringing me down
And I’ve had enough of you

I fly just like a bird, I’m always flying high
I fly just like a bird, I’m always flying high
But you tell me I can’t do it
And you tell me that I’m through
Before I’m even started
so I’ve had enough of you
Well you tell me not to do it
That you’ll tell me my next move
Well you just bringing me down
And I’ve had enough of you

You’re just bringing me down, bringing me down

When the [bad word] a knockin’, knockin’ on my door
Well I say how do ya do, I can feel you to the core
Well you tell me not to do that
That it’s a stranger at more door
But I’ve known the blues for ages
But you
You’re not [bad word] anymore
You’re not [bad word] anymore
You’re not [bad word] anymore

You’re just bringing me down, bringing me down

But you tell me I can’t do it
And you tell me that I’m through
Before I’m even started
so I’ve had enough of you
Well you tell me not to do it
That you’ll tell me my next move
Well you just bring me down
And I’ve had enough of you