I land there a little cold
But tonight it's turning gold
Kick drum rollin' through the mist
The light didn't plan for this
Neon flicker, cable star
Something rising in the night
Not cafe jazz, not background sound
This is heavy lockdown
Hear the grooves getting deeper now
Crowd leaning in somehow
When the rhythm locks they're tight
There's no such thing as goodnight
Midnight on the mountain
Sober flowing fountain
Old school heat still counting
Every beat we're mounting
The lab wide awake
Every floorboard shake
When the horn line cracks
There's no looking back
Saxophone crying wild
Key strings running stout
Keys dripping honey slow
Drummer in the pocket glow
Laughing faces, hands up high
Phone drifting by outside
If you came just for a peek
Now you're dancing all week
Feel that snap in your spine
That's the groove crossing the line
If your heart skips just like that
Dive above the cloud
Funk above the cloud
Turn it up loud
Mountain city getting proud
Feel that groove in every crowd
Old school heat coming back
Wild guitar attack
When the rhythm hits like that
You don't fit in the line
Saxophone cuts through the haze
Keys on fire, smoky blaze
Friends and strangers side by side
Let the cool face slide
Wife on mic, voice so bold
Stories in that tone she holds
Every note alive and raw
Breaking every mountain law
If you came just to observe
Better check your nerve
When the pocket lock's untied
Your hips won't win that fight
Funk above the cloud
Sweaty and proud
Bass line talking loud
Energy unbound
From the valley to the top
This groove don't stop
When the final chord drops
Your heartbeat still pops
Fog outside, fire within
That's how legends begin
One night, one band, one sound
Turning the whole hill around
Funk above the cloud
Say it loud
The light breaking out
Feel that rhythm shout
When they ask what lit the spark
You'll say
Funk in the dark
Funk in the dark
Funk in the dark
I land there a little cold
But tonight it's turning gold
Kick drum rollin' through the mist
The light didn't plan for this
Neon flicker, cable star
Something rising in the night
Not cafe jazz, not background sound
This is heavy lockdown
Hear the grooves getting deeper now
Crowd leaning in somehow
When the rhythm locks they're tight
There's no such thing as goodnight
Midnight on the mountain
Sober flowing fountain
Old school heat still counting
Every beat we're mounting
The lab wide awake
Every floorboard shake
When the horn line cracks
There's no looking back
Saxophone crying wild
Key strings running stout
Keys dripping honey slow
Drummer in the pocket glow
Laughing faces, hands up high
Phone drifting by outside
If you came just for a peek
Now you're dancing all week
Feel that snap in your spine
That's the groove crossing the line
If your heart skips just like that
Dive above the cloud
Funk above the cloud
Turn it up loud
Mountain city getting proud
Feel that groove in every crowd
Old school heat coming back
Wild guitar attack
When the rhythm hits like that
You don't fit in the line
Saxophone cuts through the haze
Keys on fire, smoky blaze
Friends and strangers side by side
Let the cool face slide
Wife on mic, voice so bold
Stories in that tone she holds
Every note alive and raw
Breaking every mountain law
If you came just to observe
Better check your nerve
When the pocket lock's untied
Your hips won't win that fight
Funk above the cloud
Sweaty and proud
Bass line talking loud
Energy unbound
From the valley to the top
This groove don't stop
When the final chord drops
Your heartbeat still pops
Fog outside, fire within
That's how legends begin
One night, one band, one sound
Turning the whole hill around
Funk above the cloud
Say it loud
The light breaking out
Feel that rhythm shout
When they ask what lit the spark
You'll say
Funk in the dark
Funk in the dark
Funk in the dark