No Compute
Funkadelic Lyrics


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Ah, I awakened from a wet dream in which I was restless
My imagination could no longer take me there
So I slid into my copping haberdashery
And gave into the original Jones, sex.

Now my sexy Jones was below sea level
The hornies occupied my being
I was at that stage where most men would say,
"Hey ho', it's your life or your lay."
But I was cooler than that.
She said, "No compute."

I spotted a lady who was also on the prowl
I could tell by her makeup, plus the scent was there
So I sashayed over to her and, ah, spoke of my plan
She screamed and said, "Are you asking to make love to me?"
I said, "Is pig what's in pork?
Or you gonna play hard
After all the trouble you went through to get chosen?"
She said, ah, "No compute."

Finally, she said, "Ah, I could, ah, probably go for what you're talking about.
But it's really about my birth control pill."
I said, "All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack.
When in doubt, vamp.
Or at least ad-lib.
And of course you know that spit don't make babies."
She smiled, and said, "No compute."
But I could tell that she was getting interested

So off we went!
There was fun to be had, love to be made.
"Strange", I said to myself after I laid,
Smoking a last joint before I (unknown) to sleep
"What a man will go for when the hornies, ah, set in."
Well, suddenly as she laid there, mouth wide open, wig half off, snoring
Breath smelling like a 1948 Buick




I was sick with the filthies, and she smiled in her sleep
As if to say, "All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack."

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Funkadelic's song No Compute are about a man who wakes up feeling restless and sexually frustrated after a wet dream. He goes to his copping haberdashery to indulge in sex, but his advances are met with rejection. The song narrates how the man approaches a lady and tries to convince her to have sex, but she rejects him due to concerns about birth control.


The lyrics of the song can be interpreted as a commentary on the casual sex culture of the 1970s, where people often treated sex as a commodity without considering the emotional consequences of their actions. The song highlights the disconnection between physical desire and emotional fulfillment, where sex becomes a way to satisfy urges rather than a way to connect with another person.


The lyrics of the song are characterized by their humorous and satirical tone, where the singer is portrayed as a confident and assertive man who is unapologetic about his sexual desires. However, the lyrics also reveal a sense of desperation and loneliness, where the singer uses sex as a way to fill the void in his life.


Line by Line Meaning

Ah, I awakened from a wet dream in which I was restless
I woke up from an erotic dream that left me feeling unsatisfied and unfulfilled.


My imagination could no longer take me there
My fantasies were no longer enough for me to find pleasure.


So I slid into my copping haberdashery
I put on my most stylish clothes to look good and attract potential sexual partners.


And gave into the original Jones, sex.
I decided to have sex because that's what my body wanted.


Now my sexy Jones was below sea level
I was extremely horny and my sexual desire was at its peak.


The hornies occupied my being
I was consumed by an overwhelming urge to have sex.


I was at that stage where most men would say, "Hey ho', it's your life or your lay."
I was at a point where some men would not care about the consequences of having sex.


But I was cooler than that.
I was more level-headed and rational in my approach to sex.


She said, "No compute."
The woman I was trying to seduce rejected my advances.


I spotted a lady who was also on the prowl
I noticed a woman who was also looking for sexual partners.


I could tell by her makeup, plus the scent was there
I could tell by her appearance and perfume that she was interested in sex.


So I sashayed over to her and, ah, spoke of my plan
I confidently approached her and made my intentions clear.


She screamed and said, "Are you asking to make love to me?"
She was surprised and shocked by my directness.


I said, "Is pig what's in pork?
I used a clever and suggestive wordplay to imply that sex was a natural and normal act.


Or you gonna play hard
Or are you going to resist my advances?


After all the trouble you went through to get chosen?"
Considering all the effort you made to look good and attract partners?


She said, ah, "No compute."
The woman rejected me again.


Finally, she said, "Ah, I could, ah, probably go for what you're talking about.
After some persuasion, she considered having sex with me.


But it's really about my birth control pill."
She was concerned about the risks of pregnancy and wanted to use contraception.


I said, "All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack.
I made a lewd and vulgar remark suggesting that all women's bodies are different, and sex can be enjoyed in different ways.


When in doubt, vamp.
When in doubt, act seductively or flirtatiously.


Or at least ad-lib.
Or make up something on the spot.


And of course you know that spit don't make babies."
I reminded her that oral sex does not lead to pregnancy.


She smiled, and said, "No compute."
She refused my advances again.


But I could tell that she was getting interested
Despite her reluctance, I could see that she was starting to consider having sex with me.


So off we went!
We decided to have sex and went somewhere private.


There was fun to be had, love to be made.
We enjoyed each other's company and had sex.


"Strange", I said to myself after I laid,
I felt a sense of detachment and regret after having sex.


Smoking a last joint before I (unknown) to sleep
I smoked marijuana to relax and relieve anxiety before going to sleep.


"What a man will go for when the hornies, ah, set in."
I reflected on how strong sexual desire can make people act impulsively and make poor decisions.


Well, suddenly as she laid there, mouth wide open, wig half off, snoring
Despite having sex, I found the woman's appearance and behavior unattractive and unappealing.


Breath smelling like a 1948 Buick
Her breath was bad and unpleasant.


I was sick with the filthies, and she smiled in her sleep
I felt disgusted and repelled by her, while she slept soundly and blissfully ignorant.


As if to say, "All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack."
She seemed to suggest that even though she did not look appealing, she was still desirable and could provide pleasure.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Garry Marshall Shider, George Jr. Clinton

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@windel12002

One of my Favorite Funkadelic tunes of all time.

@MrVibroman1

Thanx to Funkadelic, signed Jimmy jazz the Clash.

@hagegesamuel

Two great songs!

@nathansanford846

"When in doubt vamp, you know spit don't make babies"

@chrisedwards3214

She can't get pregnant if she swallows dna

@deeg8849

0:46. Just listen to that bass and dual guitars. Pure heaven

After all the trouble you have caused to be chosen

@craigstewart2235

Yep

@blossomhicks3757

Love it.

@ruthdixon7807

there's a countrified air about this as the guitars duel in the background.

@MsFreshadenu

What i hear is "i woke up from a wet dream in which i was wetless"

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