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Don't believe a word your grandfather says
He's been classified grade a psycotik
You can see it from the hole in his head
A saner man would have used a bigger gun
Degeneration ah ah ah ah ah
The lunatic clause was written for you
The story spoken is a story unheard
By you so listen cause it's unbelievable
A certain trait has passed while while centuries turned
This certain trait has been a family tradition
No simple way to tell you son
We share the same red tainted blood
I'm gonna kill me, You're gonna kill you
Killing you
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Rastaman, live up!
Bongoman, don't give up!
Congoman, live up, yeah!
Binghi-man don't give up!
Keep your culture:
Don't be afraid of the vulture!
Grow your dreadlock:
Don't be afraid of the wolf-pack!
Rastaman, live up!
Binghi-man, don't give up!
Congoman, live up, yeah!
Bongoman, don't give up!
David slew Goliath with a sling and a stone;
Samson slew the Philistines with a donkey jawbone:
Iyaman, live up!
Rastaman, don't give up!
Binghi-man, live up!
Congoman, don't give up!
Trodding through creation in a irie meditation;
Se
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Honeymoon croon tonight
Sew my socks tonight
I say whose on the rare tonight
Lurking lipstick tickle fickle
Marylin's on
Send her by air mail, PAR AVION
Certificate X tacy in my head
Hire out Sybil Vane for my bed
Croon croon tonight
Honeymoon tonight
Sew my sock tonight - tonight
She insists on tying down
After the soldier sailor curfew
All alone in the cathedral bar
She preys in dockland
He asks to see her hidden side
She, the color of his money
Honeymoon croon tonight
Marylin fading fast better get straight
The
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So here I come to save the day
A regular Joe now on parade
They say, it's the only way, but they
They only want it when it's there
So here I come to save the day
The future's here and the past is yesterday
They say, it's the only way, they say
They only want it when it's there
We're not going on a holiday
We do a lot of work and we don't get paid
Stand up don't walk away
Take your pride and swallow
Life's full of much unwanted waste
Crime pays and the junkies walk away
But for husband and the good son
They speak ill at ease but they da
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