Let me tell you now disco music just ain’t got no soul
The soul’s been sold to the record companies
We got the rhythm in our blood and in our bones
It ain’t got no name and the dance you do is free
Do the freelance dance come give your legs a chance
Let your hands move along
We’re putting back soul into the funky song
Cars are made in factories and so are milk and honey
They’re dirtying the air we breeze and let the music sound like money
Let’s go back to the swamplands to the rivers and the mountains and the valley’s
We’re gonna give you a taste of what we call the down home dirty beat
We got the rhythm up in our bones
We can feel the rhythm in our blood
Freelance music gotta have soul
We just can’t get enough
Of them dark brown bars and dark blue music
Red hot women and a cold black world outside
We know where we’re going and exactly what we’re gonna do
We’re gonna play that old time blues again
With the down home dirty with the down home dirty beat
Put rock and roll into the disco
That’s what we’re gonna do
We’re gonna add a little class
Put a little soul
Add a little rock and roll
We don’t need synthesizers
No computer’s gonna beat our drum
We got an electric boogie with a slide guitar
Let somebody blow that horn
Well it has been done so it can be done
Sure enough we’re gonna do it again
Let the whole world dance to the natural rhythm of this funky Freelance Band
You know the Freelance Band is a friend’s band
And friends are always freelance
You know that’s why it’s the steadiest of them all