Lyrical Breakdown of Feelin Alright - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Feelin Alright" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Jungle Brothers weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Feelin Alright" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Jungle Brothers employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Jungle Brothers's narrative.

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Zigga-one, zigga-two, zigga-three, zigga-and Minding my business, hanging on the scene Kangaroos rolled by but I was clean Got my tiger skin suit Hair braided up and my jungle brother boots Hopped on the vine and swung through the city Today's your day, said the neighborhood gypsy Kept on jumping to the other side of town The place where I want to go to get down Jam-packed and one green light Not a crumb or crack and I'm feelin' alright Told her I've to vibe and all systems go (uh-huh) Packin' my gear, headin' for the next show (yeah) Coolin' on the stoop, waitin' for my ride My man Keith steps to my side Chris pulls up, uncle Sam next to him (uh-huh) I step to the curb he says, c'mon, get in! Grandma waved as Chris hits the gas (yeah) My hat flew off and Keith just laughed Africa's with Sam, holdin' on to his seat As Sam does ninety to a new bush beat Arrive to the show with no time to spare Check in the mirror run my hand through my hair Offered drinks and drugs, to get me high I put my hands in my pocket and passed them by Well uhh, ahh-oh, I stretched out and yawned Brushed my teeth then I carried on Got myself dressed and off to work I got there early, the boss was happy Hey, good morning Africa Let me show ya the surprise that I have for ya Pulled out a check and read out raise And I be cold vacationed for sixty days Sixty days, layin' in the shade And on top of that I'm stone cold paid Packed the trunk of clothes and funk Jumped on the plane, now what's my name? Honey child, you can't tell me nothin' Out in the motherland for two whole months And whoo! feelin' alright Uh-huh, feelin' alright Di be di be di be di di be do da ra da da ra ta ta Da da da da da da ta ah du bi du bi di do oh Home from the show and I'm layin' back Pulled an old school tape from out my rack Tall glass of A.J and a real soft seat As pow wow rocks a rhyme to Billy square, big beat Cool c recalls of the crowd sayin' yeah As many hands were thrown up in the air I've got a fine memory of a very fine night Can't sleep a wink cause I'm feelin' alright! Da du da da du da be du be do do du Feelin' alright, feelin' alright yeah yeah Feelin' alright, feelin' alright Feelin' alright, feelin' alright Feelin' alright, feelin' alright Da du da da du da be du be do do du Feelin' alright, feelin' alright, yeah yeah Feelin' alright, feelin' alright, yeah yeah