Groove A Little [To groove is to lubricate your imagination] You can call somebody captain Under pressure you can flip You can be a rock commando But you can't pilot the ship Groove a little baby, groove a little now Groove a little baby, you might know what you want But I'll show you how You can trip the light fantastic Become a space grotesque You can fossilize your thought dreams Behind a rusty desk You might know what you want But I'll show you how You can read the works of Shakespeare In the Academy of Life You can punk the skunks of freedom With you jeweled Etruscan knife