Release The Pressure lyrics - James Brown

 Good Lord, oh yeah

I wanna say, mashed potatoes one more time

You see, I didn't get the Godfather of Soul because my name is James

I got the Godfather of Soul because I know this game


Get up offa that seat and dance 'til you feel better

Get up offa that seat and dance - help me say it now

Get up offa that seat and dance 'til you feel better

Get up offa that seat and try to release the pressure


Fellas, hit me one time

Can I get it? (Yeah, all you want, brother)


Mike, we need to give this funky drummer some

Can we give this funky drummer some?

Can we give this funky drummer some?

(Give him a little bit)

Ain't that bad? (Who is that drummer?)

(Ay, you know who that drummer is?)

It's Melvin Parker! (Melvin Parker?) (Maceo's brother)

(Sure is funky) Nashville from Johnny Cashville

Feel good - hit me!


Get up offa that thing and dance 'til you feel better

Get up offa that thing and dance 'til you - sing it now

Get up offa that thing and dance 'til you feel better

Get up offa that thing and try to release the pressure

Get up offa that thing and shake 'til you feel better

Get up offa that thing and shake 'til you feel better

Get up offa that thing and shake 'til you feel better

Get up offa that thing and try to release the pressure


(That's the wiper, not a windshield wiper, a body wiper)

New York, I'm comin'

Los Angeles, I'm comin'

Chicago, I'm comin'

Miami, the Godfather comin'

Dallas, here I come

Gotta feel here, watch out

Ha, look out

Down home, watch out, here I come

Barry White, I'm mad (Barry who?)

... Here come the man

Wait a minute, I need those funky horns

Blow those funky horns, blow those funky horns

Give me them funky... come on

Good God, that sound good


I'm comin' at cha, I'm comin' at cha

Wait a minute, I'm comin' at 'em (KC and the who?)

Give it to me

Oh, wait a minute

I want them to get up and shake that thing, and dance 'til they feel better

Get up and shake that thing, and dance 'til they feel - say it

Get up offa that thing and dance 'til you feel better

Get up offa that thing and try to release the pressure

Wait a minute, horn

Clyde, we got 'em now

We got 'em, Georgia brother?

Hey Arkansas brother, we got 'em?

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