Memphis Thing - Rob Jungklas lyrics
Rob Jungklas lyrics
boys playing in the bars:
They’re burning up the old Farfisas;
they’re strapping on guitars.
They’re turning back the pages;
they’re looking up the facts;
they’re playing at the altar of rhythm and blues,
bowing down in the church of Stax
It’s a Memphis thing
It’s a Memphis groove thing
It’s a Memphis thing
It’s a Memphis groove thing
Turning on the TV in this town,
Seemed like yesterday
On the screen was a ten-piece band
and shades of gold lamé.
DJ introduced ‘em, spotlight in the floor,
The lead-singer stepped out in a rhinestone cape
and a ten-inch pompadour.
It’s a Memphis thing
its a Memphis groove things
It’s a Memphis thing
It’s a Memphis groove thing
It’s a Memphis thing
It’s a Memphis groove thing
It’s a Memphis thing
It’s a Memphis groove thing
Drummer lays down the backbeat
Bass-man makes sure you can feel it in your feet
The guitar-man, make you shake and sweat now,
and the singer sings it to you like a Man Possessed.
Well I don’t know how to explain it,
cannot tell you how.
There is something you’ll never know,
if you don’t know by now.
London give you accent,
L.A. give you gold,
New York give you attitude,
but Memphis-uh…gives you soul!
It’s a Memphis thing
It’s a Memphis groove thing
It’s a Memphis thing
It’s a Memphis groove thing
It’s a Memphis thing (yeah)
It’s a Memphis groove thing
It’s a Memphis thing
It’s a Memphis groove thing
It’s a Mem-Phis Thing!
Mem-Phis Thing!
Mem-Phis Thing!
a Memphis thing.
whoaaaa, whoaaaaa!
Ohh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! OW!