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A smoky late-night groove where funk swagger meets dark jazz soul. This track drips with noir attitude, blues grit, and a hypnotic midnight rhythm — the kind of song you hear in a shadowy club when the lights are low and the groove won’t let go. Spoken-word swagger, upright bass, brushed drums, wah guitar, and a crowd-moving chant collide in a cinematic blues-funk experience. No trends. No polish. Just feel. 🎶 Headphones on. Lights low. Let it funk. 📜 LYRICS [Intro – spoken] Hey man… what’s that sound you’re playin’? Yeah… don’t stop now… [Verse 1] Once I was lost in a stiff-collar town Everybody stand still, don’t move, don’t sound I had rhythm in my shoes, had sweat in my soul They said slow it down, boy, that funk’s outta control I said nah, kept my feet on the floor Hit a one-two snap, then I begged for more Eyes got wide when the bass hit deep Whole room shook when the groove got mean [Pre-Chorus] They said son, that beat ain’t right I said watch this crowd come alive tonight [Chorus] Turn that funky music, young blood Let it roll till the walls drip mud Turn that funky music, young blood Play it loud, play it proud, play it good Turn that funky music, young blood Got the fire, got the sweat, got the love Turn that funky music, young blood Till the whole damn world can’t get enough [Verse 2] Started in the corner with a borrowed amp Old strings buzzin’ but the groove still damp They laughed when I danced, said boy sit down Now they clap in time when I tear up town Every note got grease, every hit got soul Got grandma steppin’ and the preacher rock’n’roll When the kick drum drops and the guitar cries Even cold-stone faces start loosin’ ties [Pre-Chorus] They said son, that funk’s too loud I said shh… listen to the crowd [Chorus] Turn that funky music, young blood Let it ride like a midnight flood Turn that funky music, young blood Every heartbeat syncs with the thud Turn that funky music, young blood Got the spark, got the grit, got the mud Turn that funky music, young blood Till the ceiling sweats rhythm and love [Bridge] Clap your hands (CLAP!) Stomp your feet (STOMP!) If you feel that funk, don’t fight that beat Slide left (SLIDE!) Lean right (LEAN!) If it moves your soul, you’re doin’ it right [Final Chorus] Turn that funky music, young blood Spin it raw, spin it tight, spin it rough Turn that funky music, young blood If it’s funky enough — it’s enough! [Outro – spoken] Yeah… Don’t overthink it Just let it funk 🔍 KEYWORDS dark jazz blues rock, noir blues funk, funky blues rock, dark jazz music, blues rock groove, noir jazz funk, spoken word blues, cinematic jazz rock, late night jazz blues, underground blues rock, funk blues noir, smoky jazz club music, jazzy music, original blues funk song 🏷️ HASHTAGS #DarkJazz #BluesRock #NoirMusic #FunkBlues #JazzFunk #UndergroundMusic #LateNightVibes #SmokyGroove #OriginalMusic #IndieArtist #BluesNoir #FunkRock