[Intro: James Brown, The J.B.'s]
Can we do it again? (Yeah, yeah)
Can we do it again? (Yeah, yeah)
Can we do it again? (Yeah, yeah)
I need to do it again
Do it!

[Refrain: The J.B.'s, James Brown]
I don't need no "Pass the Peas"—"More Peas"
I don't need no "Pass the Peas"—"More Peas"
I don't need no "Pass the Peas"—"More Peas"
I don't need no "Pass the Peas"—"More Peas"
Gimme some horns!

[Instrumental break]

[Refrain: The J.B.'s, James Brown]
I don't need no "Pass the Peas"—"More Peas"
I don't need no "Pass the Peas"—"More Peas"
I don't need no "Pass the Peas"—"More Peas"
I don't need no "Pass the Peas"—"More Peas"
Peas, Fred!

(Fred Wesley trombone solo)

[Refrain: The J.B.'s]
I don't need no "Pass the Peas"—"More Peas"
I don't need no "Pass the Peas"—"More Peas"
I don't need no "Pass the Peas"—"More Peas"
I don't need no "Pass the Peas"—"More Peas"
[Bridge: James Brown, The J.B.'s, John "Jabo" Starks]
Fellas (Yeah!) Fellas (Yeah!)
Can we give the bass some? (Yeah!)
Gave Watergate some. Gave the people some. Can we give the bass some? (Yeah!)
Bass, you ain't had none! Can we give the bass some? (Yeah!)
When we give the bass some, let's take it to F!
Hey Friendly Fred, can we take it to F?
Can we take it to F? (Take it to F)
Bass, we gon' give you a little; we gon' give you a—what they call it?
How they say it, Jab, down home? (A little bitty bit)
We gon' give him a little bitty bit, we'll give you a small portion (Yeah)
But now don't you want no more, boy
You better get away from there if you start asking for too much
Fred, now Jab, you better stay in there heavy
We'll let him go a little bit by himself
But if he lose the funk, we got to chunk him out
You got it, Fred!

(Fred Thomas bass solo)

That's that Washington Road—Washington, Georgia I mean, not D.C
Chunk, Jab; Jab, chunk
You know, if we go to F right here, we give Friendly Fred a break
Now when you think of F—I'm not gon' ask you what you think of 'cause you told me that already
Fred think of somethin' friendly—ol' Friendly Fred
Like a—Friendly Fred is like a cheese box (How is that?) Square *laughs*
Excuse me, Friendly
Cheese, can you play in the key of F?
I don't ask the drummer can he play in the key of F; I hope he can
Fred, I hate to say it, can you find the key of F on there?
Can you find the key of F? Okay. On my count—
I'm not gonna count it off, I'm just gonna drop my hand
And then when you hit F, I'ma pick it up off the floor
I mean *laughs* I'm sorry
F, now hit it, uh, ah, in the pocket, in the pocket
Fred, can I ask the man with the little horn to play a little bit for us?
That's alright, you can use that little one, ol' Sherlock, I mean, Maceo
Now, get down! Now
Excuse me while I go back to the organ and play it like I play a piano
(Maceo Parker saxophone solo)

[Refrain: The J.B.'s]
We don't need no "Pass the Peas"—"More Peas"
We don't need no "Pass the Peas"—"More Peas"

[Outro: James Brown, Charles Sherrell]
Wait a minute, now, Fred, we need to go to D, we gotta go to D
We goin' to D—dog, drag, done
Got to cook! Got to cook! Make it done!
Down D, Mobile D, New York D (Georgia D)
Greasy D (The home D), Kinston D (The funky D)
Washington D (What's your favorite D?)
Abilene D (Funky D)
Texas D, uh
Mr. Bobbit, where you from? Oh, I know you're from North Carolina but where?
Cheese from La Grange
Johnny Griggs, you still over there, huh? Say he from Newark, Spartanburg, Sumpter
Now he from Harlem in New York
I ain't gonna call Ike no more 'cause Ike done told me he from Philadelphia by the way of Augusta
Charles, I guess I better mention you—you from Nashville, right?
Yeah—Nashville, Johnny Cashville—ah, I got that together
Jimmy, can you play in D? You can? You can play in D?
Okay, well, you wait, I'ma put Cheese in D
Fred, you can play in D, too, right? I need some D
Greasy D (Funky D), Cornbread D (Fancy D)
Molasses D (Neckbone D), Cabbage D (Pancake D)
Sausage D (Grits and D) *laughs*
Eggs and D, Fatback D (Oxtail D), Fatback D (Oxtail D)
Fatback D (Hog maws D) Fatback D, Fatback D (Greasy D)
D! Ah, woo (Funky D)
Jimmy, you can play in D?
Cage your mess and gimme some West
(Jimmy Nolen guitar solo)

Gimme some West!
Gimme some West!
Gimme some West!
Gimme some West!
Gimme some West!
Gimme some West!
Gimme some West!
Wait a minute, wait a minute, we gotta go on a Jesus crusade like the rest of 'em
Yeah, that's right, that's right, yeah
Start preachin' about the thang, you understand