Thump results in bump

I woke in bed in hospital;

I'd fallen from the sky.

The place still seemed quite jovial,

And thus I wondered why.

A Scouserman approached me

With fuchsias on his head.

When I protested "you again?"

In time he simply said:

It could be the measures

Or the lower frequencies.

It could be the music

Of galactic sequences.

Thump results in bump,

Pulse cannot be overcome.

So vibrate your chair and then

You'll mobilise as one.

As I slept and then I woke

I lay there, still confused.

Eventually it all made sense:

A dance montage was used.

See Also

• Bumpkins
• Funkadelic
• Lies