We've never had a million dollarsnNever had the big fat coffersnAll we had was a need to do our thing now.nWe hit the road with the motor runningnFoot to the floor and the bassline hummingnThe drum beat never lacked the status -nYou want the truth?nWell just ask us.nnWe're not askingnWe're just doingnWe ain't no hit machine -nWe're just here to please your soul.nnWhat we had was a crowd of mammalsnBrought to the floor by the aural channelnAnd we're asking you to raise your voice now.nIt started small but it's getting biggernFunk gun cocked and we'll pull the triggernFist in the face of the old andnew - nYou want the proof?nWell let me tell ya.nnWe've been hung up on computersnChat rooms, bills and china dollsnWe've numb; full of dutynWhat's it feel like to be bold?nn{nWe're not askingnWe're just doingnWe ain't no hit machine -nWe're just here to please your soul.nnIt's systematicnIt's automaticnAnd we'll be getting down now (x2)nnAs we smash the mould nWe won't let gonIt's like overloadnAs we smash that mould.nnYou ain't never heard itnWe ain't never played it (x2)n} x2nn