Lyrics:

Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk

Let's rock but don't stop, I'm back again
I'm gonna mesmerize you with my now refrain
Gonna roll my rhythms all around your brain
I'm gonna get you all up on your feet
Singin' ABCDEFG
It's plain to see the boys and me
Well, we ain't one personality
With a heavy, heavy beat

Singin' hey [?], little Paul is in the middle
And he's layin' down the rhythm that'll make you move
When he pulls those strings you'll start to sing
So rock to the rhythm and check out the news
Singin' [?]
Beat goes on till the break of dawn
Singin' [?]
How's the Funkateers, oh I say

People come from far and wide
They hear the sound and look inside
And then they know that we're the Funkateers

Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Bring on the Funkateers
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Bring on the Funkateers
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Bring on the Funkateers
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
We are the Funkateers

Well, on slapping bass is Dave the face
The ladies freak when he hits the place
And the way they fall in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true
Singin' R O double B I E
Come on, little Robie, and play those keys
Get it on, little brother, to the uptown boogie
To the rhythm of the beat

Well, then check the scenes I'm Geoffrey Deane
And I'm the best lookin' rapper that there ever's been
I'm the man with the mike you can't resist
Come on, everybody, it goes like this
Well, I'm known in London, I'm known in France
Music's bound to make you dance
Singin' 1 and 2 and 3, 4, 5
We're the Funkateers and I say

People come from far and wide
They hear the sound and look inside
And then they know that we're the Funkateers

Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Bring on the Funkateers
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Bring on the Funkateers
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Bring on the Funkateers
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
We are the Funkateers

Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, keep it up

You know when Andy's a-playin'
All the people start a-swayin'
To the rhythm that he's plantin' in their minds
You gotta rockin' rhythm [?]
See the freaks all dance in a line
But I say rock, but don't stop
Oh we're the boys that'll make your body rock
I said rock, but don't stop
To the sound of the Funkateers

They all make way for John Du Prey
When he blows that born he'll blow you away
And then you know that he's just a Funkateer

Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Bring on the Funkateers
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Bring on the Funkateers
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Bring on the Funkateers
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Bring on the Funkateers
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Bring on the Funkateers
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Bring on the Funkateers
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
Bring on the Funkateers
Kick out the junk, kick out the junk
We are the Funkateers