It’s time to grow eyes In the back of your head Cuz the posses, they're comin to town They know right from wrong And they leave sinners dead So keep your head low and voice down They don’t need no judge They don’t need no proof Cuz they've got the power to yell To blast of their guns And shout out their chants And usher in the kingdom of hell They know their place And their place is your life So when they come to town You'd better start thinking twice Cuz they know God’s truth Justifies their abuse So will you still be hanging around When the posses start comin to town? It surely won’t matter What you’ve done over years When they see through your soul in a flash They call what they see Shout it high from the trees And burn you right down into ash They’re drunk off their power How they love a good w(h)ine To help see where their enemies lie A sip of what’s true And they might just see you Better grow wings, learn to fly They know their place And their place is your life So when they come to town Better start thinking twice Cuz they know God’s truth Justifies their abuse So will you still be hanging around When the posses start comin to town? They think in a bubble And see through a tunnel And hear only those who agree They listen to no one While preaching their anthem And bear no responsibility They take what they covet And claim that they love it Then cast everything to the side What they really desire Is more wood for the fire My friend, you’re looking dry They know their place And their place is your life So when they come to town Better start thinking twice Cuz they know God’s truth Justifies their abuse So will you still be hanging around When the posses start comin to town?

Everything is vibrating- If you tune your frequency properly, you could wake up in a different place, at a different time... Perhaps as one of your other selves

If you want to travel quickly If you really want to move You can bypass all the distance With the perfect kind of groove To travel through the cosmos Is something anyone can do If you just know how to vibrate With the tone that seems most true Gotta get in tune It can take a lot of effort To move a quantum string But the cosmic doors all open If you know what note to sing Listen close and open up You gotta feel the sympathetic vibration Hear and buzz and hum along You're gonna reach your destination Gotta get in tune Wait a minute! Got to sink into the groove now Elevate your frequency Vibrate with intensity Shine like the neon lights That buzz and funkatize the night Groove with serendipity resonate with imagery Of windows to the higher place We’re blasting through inner space

Now, I know what you’re thinking I’ve tried this whole space cruise business before Frankly, it was pretty long and the zero gravity It gets old after a while Let me assure you that here on Queso cruise lines, We handle space travel the right way With only the finest frequencies to caress your ears As you cruise the edge of the milky way And if you’re feeling funky, well We’ve got you covered With luxurious basslines And syncopated grooves To soothe and move you As you cross the vacuum between worlds Everybody needs a chance to relax To escape and sit in the vast emptiness of space With nothing but high fidelity sound to take you away Any captain worth his salt Keeps a radio on board As he’s crossing galaxies Cuz space is wide And time is long And most of us get bored But music puts our minds at ease Every ship in Queso’s fleet Is fit for juicy jams With stereo sound in every seat Fully equipped with the finest in hi-fi To keep it funky while we fly Yeah we’re gettin down With our spaceship stereo You never what you’ll find When you tune in to the show Oh we singin along To the alien radio Groovin with astral jams In Queso’s UFO Out here the reception is crystal clear And we’ve got stations That you might never hear If you don’t leave the planet earth You’ll never know just how it works So I think it’s time to get in gear Yeah we’re gettin down With our spaceship stereo You never what you’ll find When you tune in to the show Oh we singin along To the alien radio Groovin with astral jams In Queso’s UFO Let’s see if they’re still spinnin those cosmic didj jams on the Andromeda station Yeah we’re gettin down With our spaceship stereo You never what you’ll find When you tune in to the show Oh we singin along To the alien radio Groovin with astral jams In Queso’s UFO

You might find me cheesy But I’m really extra sharp I’m fresh from Wisconsin You know the funk is in my heart I’m an explorer on a mission And I’m chasing down a vision That my imagination showed me While I was sitting feeling lonely There were billions grooving gears Interlocked throughout the years And they were syncopating perfectly While balancing in harmony Sailing these cheesy seas Captain Queso’s on the groove I’ve seen what happens when music dies And I’ve been to harbors were groove resides You know the music makes a metaphor That guides a lonely sailor to its shores Anything can be groovy If you lean learn to look between The unpleasantries surrounding you Things aren’t always what they seem You know it everyone Captain Queso’s got the beat You might find me cheesy But my record never skips Call me Captain Queso Welcome to my ship I sequester secret subtle sounds And gather grooves from all around To make some magic with my cats Recomposing tones I’ve found I commandeer a timeless beat And my record never ends My music sits on a mobius strip But my pocket never bends Don’t pretend you can’t hear it That’s Queso’s funky horn You might find me cheesy But it never stops my art Call me Captain Queso Come onboard my ark I learned from those that came before And walked right through the funky door To funkadelic communication Groovaliscious good vibrations Sympathetic conversations Interstellar destinations Resonating revelations Heart destroying realizations Happiness and pure elation Mind expanding elevation Tantalizing sweet temptations I had some soul defeating cold frustration But underwent a transformation and now I’m chillin on a soul vacation Enjoying a little funky creation Jammin out on my groovy station You might find me cheesy But I’m pretty sure you’re wrong Call me Captain Queso And I just sang my song

Sometimes I’m just so tired So sick So lonely So broke So single So down So out So close to the edge So ready to stop So far from the light So deep in the pit that I just want to scream LET THERE BE FUNK Hey Queso Do you need a bit of boogie? Don’t let it get you down Don’t you know there’s always a little more funk to go around Don’t sweat it Planet earth is getting foggy But we’ve still got the beat And if you listen it might help you feel complete Yeah, but Sometimes I get so scared So angry So confused So lost So lazy So ashamed So hopeless That It seems Nothing could change The way that I feel And I just want to scream LET THERE BE FUNK Go and grab your favorite pair of shoes You know it’s time to bust a move There ain’t no reason to be down When the DJ’s pumping out that motown sound Get down and glide your body on the floor We're gonna dance our way to heaven’s pearly door Feels so good to boogie with the band Come on now everybody clap your hands

Back when the ancient funkonauts descended from above A little group discovered greed and lost their will to love Now it’s time to wake up, yeah you better be aware There’s unfunky forces on the loose and they’re coming for their share They like to slap a price tag on the things that once were free And they like to keep the artists in a state of slavery They don’t see any value in the things they cannot take And they only like emotion when it’s bottled up and fake And be careful, cuz they’re pressing all the buttons- Hey you- no funkin around in here! - That’s better…. As I was saying They don’t like dancing and they’re not so into fun They never syncopate and they don’t put it on the one They’ll play as long as they can change the rules that guide the game And they know that friendship fails compared to all important fame They’ll sell a million souls if they can make another buck while they cackle at the beggar as he’s running out of luck They have lots of eyes and ears so they can catch you out of line And take some of your things away and tag you with a fine And watch out, cuz they’ve got evil robots (TARGET IDENTIFIED) Hey- I said no funk! THE MAN: WE INTERRUPT THIS BROADCAST FROM THIS MOST HORRIFIC MAN YOU CANNOT LISTEN TO HIS WORDS HE’S MESSING WITH THE PLAN WE HAVE THINGS TO SET YOUR MIND AT EASE AND WE’LL TAKE CARE OF ALL YOUR NEEDS WE’RE NEVER STINGY WITH THE SLEAZE OF COURSE, THERE’LL BE A FEW SMALL FEES (JUST 5 EASY PAYMENTS OF 19.99!) WE HAVE MUSIC, CINEMA, AND ART BOOKS FOR WHEN YOU’RE FEELING SMART TRY OUT OUR A I, YOU’LL LOVE THE BREEZE IN OUR SIMULATION OF THE FLORIDA KEYS CAPTAIN QUESO SHOULD KNOW BETTER HE’S JUST ANOTHER LOWLY DEBTOR JUST COME RIGHT THROUGH THIS DOOR WITH ME WE’LL PUT YOU ON OUR BOARD OF TRUSTEES But thing about funk is it’s free

Oh, The way that you’re movin Oh, The way that you’re movin Oh, The way that you’re movin Makes me feel so good now Oh, The way that you’re movin Oh, The way that you’re movin Oh, The way that you’re movin Makes me feel so good now You know you move about the room With such a gentle grace I got a million memories That I’m never gonna erase You know the way you catch my eye With every little turn I know that nothing could compare You know my heart still burns Oh, The way that you’re movin Oh, The way that you’re movin Oh, The way that you’re movin Makes me feel so good now You know you’ve got the sweetest steps Your spins are so sublime You dance like a child in the rain And you’ve got that funky time Keep swinging and a spinnin babe Dance forevermore You’ve got that perfect pirouette And you’re the one that I adore Oh, The way that you’re movin Oh, The way that you’re movin Oh, The way that you’re movin Makes me feel so good now

Out there in other galaxies I find my path with careless ease But when I come back to my home There’s always stormy seas I’ve learned to wrestle with the wind I’ve learned the meaning of my sins I’ve tried to navigate this place And light the fire within But it’s hard to keep a candle lit Afloat on stormy seas With winds that howl and rains that freeze You’ll need some expertise And wisdom has no shortcuts So life needs a few wrong turns Just find some shelter for the storm And see what you can learn At times my ship is tossing In the waves that roll my life But I’ve braved my share of storms before And I embrace my strife I want to reach the distant shores I’ll take the longest trip And navigate through stormy seas Til I go down with my ship It’s hard to keep a candle lit Afloat on stormy seas With winds that howl and rains that freeze You’ll need some expertise And wisdom has no shortcuts So life needs a few wrong turns Just find some shelter for the storm And see what you can learn

Send me to the void I’ll fill it with funk Throw me in a black hole And music spills out the other side When that type of thing happens It can create a whole new universe Where the funk reigns supreme And everything cycles back to the one Ours is one such universe Created so long ago, by the great funkonauts of the past But we’ve let it fall out of balance Our record teeters on its spindle And the needle loses the groove We can feel the noise Of the needle skidding about We are the keepers of the music And we need to help it move back To that perfect balance Of rhythm, melody, harmony With the one at the center And all of us bouncing off in celebratory syncopation Reveling in the joy of life in the groove There’s an awful lot of noise these days Let’s turn it back into music It don’t matter how you move it Keep it in the groove It don’t matter how you feel it Keep it in the groove It don’t matter what you look like Keep it in the groove It don’t matter how your voice sounds Keep it in the groove It don’t matter what you play Time of day What they say How you pay Keep it in the groove It don’t matter who you are Near or far Chump or star Serf or tzar Keep it in the groove It don’t matter what clothes you wear Keep it in the groove It don’t matter how you style your hair Keep it in the groove It don’t matter if you’re a little bit weird Keep it in the groove Just do your thing and lose your fear Keep it in the groove It don’t matter who you know What you show Nerd or bro Gotta flow Keep it in the groove It don’t matter what you thought Who you’re not How you fought Now you’re caught Keep it in the groove Keep it in the groove Keep it in the groove Keep it in the groove Keep it in the groove