Richard Cheese - Renegades of Funk lyrics

No matter how hard you try
You can't stop us now
No matter how hard you try
You can't stop us now
We're the Renegades of this atomic AGE
This atomic age of Renegades!
Renegades of this atomic AGE
This atomic age of Renegades!

Since the Prehistoric ages and the
Days of ancient Greece
Right down through the Middle Ages
Planet Earth kept going through changes
And then no renaissance came
And times continued to change
Nothing stayed the same
But there were always Renegades
Like Chief Sitting Bull, Tom Paine
Dr martin Luther King, Malcom X
They were Renegades of their time and age
So many Renegades!
We're the Renegades of FUNK!
We're the Renegades of FUNK!
We're the Renegades of FUNK!
We're the Renegades of FUNK!

From a different solar system
Many, many galaxies away
We are the force of another creation
A new musical revelation
And we're on this musical mission
To help the others listen
And groove from land to land
Singin' electronic chants like
Zulu Nationrevelations destroy our nations
Destroy our nations destroy our nations
Destroy our nations destroy our nations
Destroy our nations

Now Renegades are the people
With their own philosophies
They change the course of history
Everyday people like you and me
We're the Renegades
We're the people with our own philosophies
We change the course of history
Everyday people like you and me c'MON!
We're the Renegades of FUNK!
We're the Renegades of FUNK!
We're the Renegades of FUNK!
We're the Renegades of FUNK!

With Poppin', sockin'
Rockin' puttin' a side of Hip-Hop
Because where we're goin' there
Ain't no stoppin'
Poppin', sockin', puttin' a side of Hip-Hop
Because where we're goin' there
Ain't no stoppin'
Poppin' and sockin' and rockin' and
Puttin' a side of Hip-Hop
Cause we're poppin', sockin'
Rockin' puttin' a side of Hip-Hop
Poppin', sockin'
Rockin' puttin' a side of HIP-HOP!

We're the Renegades of FUNK!
We're the Renegades of FUNK!
We're the Renegades of FUNK!
We're the Renegades of FUNK!

We're teachers of the funk and
Not of empty popping
We're blessed with the force and
The sight of electronics
With the bass, and the treble, the horns
And our vocals
Cause everytime I pop into the beat
We get FRESH! C'MON!

C'MON! There was a time when our music
Was something called "The Bay Street" beat
People would gather from all around
To get down to the big sound
You had to be a Renegade in those days
To take a man to the dance floor