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There are murders that we must account for
Bloody deeds have been done in my name Criminal acts we must pay for And our children will shoulder the blame Chorus I'm a British subject, not proud of it While I carry the burden of shame Repeat As a nation we're following blindly No-one stops to question why Our money's supporting an army And a boy in Soweto dies Chorus I'm a British subject, not proud of it While I carry the burden of shame Repeat Must we go on ignoring forever The cries of an African son There's a soldier's hand on the trigger But it's we who are pointing the gun Chorus I'm a British subject, not proud of it While I carry the burden of shame Repeat |
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from UB40 - Singing Off (1980)
Ivory Madonna dying in the dust,
Waiting for the manna coming from the west. Barren is her bosom, empty as her eyes, Death a certain harvest scattered from the skies. Skin and bones is creeping, doesn't know he's dead. Ancient eyes are peeping, from his infant head. Politician's argue sharpening their knives. Drawing up their bargains, trading baby lives. Chorus Ivory madonna dying in the dust, Waiting for the manna coming from the west. Hear the bells are ringing, Christmas on it's way. Hear the angels singing, what is that they say? Eat and drink rejoicing, joy is here to stay. Jesus son of Mary is born again today. Chorus Ivory Madonna dying in the dust, Waiting for the manna coming from the west. Ivory Madonna dying in the dust, Waiting for the manna coming from the west. |
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Lonely, Lonely,
Tin can at my feet. Think I'll kick it down the street, That's the way to treat a friend Broken windows and empty hall ways Pale dead moon in a sky streaked with grey Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles With frozen smiles to chase love away. Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today. Right before me, the signs implore me Help the needy and show them the way Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today |
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King, where are your people now?
Chained and pacified. Tried in vain to show them how. And for that you died. You had a dream of a promised land. People of all nations walking hand in hand But they're not ready to accept That dream situation, yet. King, where are your people now? Chained and pacified. Tried in vain to show them how. And for that you died. |
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from UB40 - Singing Off (1980)
Poor man's anger rising.
The ostrich hides his head. Soon the red blood will be boiling. And blue blood will be dead. While we say. (Chorus) Little by little by little, And stone by stone .Rich man's mountain comes crumbling down Poor boy sleeps on straw, The rich boy sleeps in bed. That fat boy fills his belly, My poor boys's a dead, While we say. (Chorus) Little by little by little, And stone by stone. Rich man's mountain comes crumbling down. The rich man drives his car past, The poor man on bare feet. That rich man do get what he wants The poor must know defeat, While we say. (Chorus) Little by little by little, And stone by stone. Rich man's mountain comes crumbling down |
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From the land of shadows
Comes a dreadful sight Lady with the marble smile Spirit of the night See the scourge of innocence Swinging in her hand Hear the silent suffering That echoes through the land From the tombs of ignorance Of hate and greed and lies Through the smoke of sacrifice Watch her figure rise The sick the poor the old Basking in her radiance Men of blood and gold In her bloody footsteps Speculators prance Men of dreams are praying For that second chance Round her vacant features Gilded serpents dance Her tree of evil knowledge Sprouts a special branch Madam Medusa Madam Medusa Madam Medusa Knock her right down And then she bounce right back Knock her right down And then she bounce right back She gone off her head We've got to shoot her dead She gone off her head We've got to shoot her dead Run for your life before she eat you alive Run for your life before she eat you alive Move out of the way 'cause you're blocking out the day Move out of the way 'cause you're blocking out the day |
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the gallant south The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh Then the sudden smell of burning flesh. Here is a fruit for the crow to pluck For the rain to wither, for the wind to suck For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop Here is a strange and bitter crop. |
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from UB40 - Singing Off (1980)
Appeal to the governor of Louisiana
You may get an answer the process is slow Federal government too much to help him It's been nearly five years And they won't let him go Chorus Tyler is guilty the white judge has said so What right do we have to say it's not so Tyler is guilty the white judge has said so What right do we have to say it's not so Testify under pressure, a racist jury Government lawyers its all for show With rows of white faces False accusations He's framed up for murder They won't let him go Chorus Tyler is guilty the white judge has said so What right do we have to say it's not so Tyler ..... Etc Police gun was planted No matching bullets No prints on the handle, no proof to show But tyler is guilty the white judge has said so They show him no mercy They won't let him go Chorus Tyler is guilty the white judge has said so What right do we have to say it's not so Tyler...... Etc Appeal to the governor of Louisiana You may get an answer the process is slow Federal government too much to help him It's been nearly five years And they won't let him go Chorus Tyler is guilty the white judge has said so What right do we have to say it's not so Tyler .... Etc |
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from UB40 - Baggariddim (1985)
Well Jerry at de mike come fe Demonstrate
Yes, Jerry at de mike me come fe Demonstrate Me come fe show de crowd a people dat great is great Right ya now Mr Jerry at go set tings straight No MC test Jerry in a ATE So listen dem ya styles I man originate First of all me wan you know me na exaggerate All pirate in de dance me would a evacuate Is a whole leap a space I man accomodate An a whole leap a gal I accumulate Round de mile Jerry don't need no associate Me chat by meself me no combinate Me study very hard because me want graduate Up de MC ladder I man Essulate To be a boss MC I'm a chief candidate True me fascinate nor irritate and me originate Round de classic Micro-centre dat is where me locate Me no select no tune an Jerry don't operate Fe see me lift speaker - box you must fortunate Cause asdedance down me gone home me gone go hibernate Going home de other night me can't remember de date De early hours of de morning before people a wake Bopsing down de road it was me worst mistake Police come draw down pon me an a investigate Him say "Hey son where you coming from don't you know that it's late I've heard about you niggers and the trouble you create" I said "I'm coming from a party and me going home straight Me just stop a de shop to buy some cigarette an chocolate" When me explain de situation him stop interrogate Turn around jump in a im panda car an say "See you mate!" Is a good ting me never cheeky or be obstinate Or me could a end up visiting de damn magistrate De house way me live in you know it must decorate An de girl way me love ave to affectionate Nem ya linda lyrics you must penetrate So listen every word I man and quotate True me talking very clear you no need fe translate Cause when me riding pon de riddim me no mek no mistake Gasst contagious disease I man vaccinate An true me no wan catch a dose me no fornicate De lyrics way me chat dem must varinte Some time me chat itslow sometime me accelerate Dem ya kinds style you must appreciate Nuff gal come to me a congratulate Dem say "Jerry your so good looking can I have you portrait" I say "Yes of course my darling but you know you have to wait" Well dais a something I man have to state A trollop is a woman with a whole heap a weight Don't tell her to her face cause she will aggrovate And if she sit down pon you you will suffocate At de mile is nuff excitement I Jerry create And you know that its not hard for me to exterminate Any boy way come a dance an a duplicate A style him get off a Saxon or a old yard tape I say de lyrics way me chat dem must variate An nuff people dem a say don't me impertinate Any gal way me like we must be intimate But me only make love when me in private |
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You shoot me down in flames
You put me down a lot But I'm giving you my heart Go on take it Please be careful not to break it Just remember it's the only one I've got It's the only one I've [Chorus] Don't break my heart You make me laugh a lot And buy me silly things And I'd rather be with you than anyone else But if you make me mad you'll wish that you had not You'll wish that you had not [Chorus] Where are the roses and whispered sighs Where are the compliments and dreaming eyes It doesn't matter you see I know you love me And real basic love never dies [Chorus] Where are the roses and whispered sighs Where are the compliments and dreaming eyes It doesn't matter you see I know you love me And real basic love never dies [Chorus] |
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Chorus
Can you dig it, alright I can dig it Cause I'm your hip hop lyrical robot and a real cool cat Yes I'm your hip hop lyrical robot and a real cool cat I want the girls to hear me rap Cause this mc has got the nack I'm your body-popping shell shocking Girls hocking eye popping lick me all over like a lollipop I'm your juicy fruit Alright, alright, alright I said hey white man, indian or black I'm your number 1 MC and that's a fact I'm a goodlooking, girl hooking outstanding Mike chatting lyrical shock attack All MCs freeze there on the spot One false move and you must get drop I'm always devastating, fascinating Vibemaking, painstaking, watch it man I'm hot Chorus Its a struggle in life when your skin is black The system is designed to hold you back how sya do shake hands on the shoulder a pat One love to my face then a stab in the back Seven points in snooker when you put down the black But I still thank God for the little I got Chorus I don't stop rapping to the musical beat And I'm in the mood to turn you on In the groove thats so complete Wind you hips, shake your body Or clap you hands even stamp your feet Just like a bed thats just been spread You know I'm neat, neat, neat Just like a tap that's running hot Man can't you feel the heat Not just now but every minute every hour Everyday and every week I don't give a hoot for loot and shoot Or prostitutes in skin tight suits Standing on the corner They call their beat I'm not a pimp drug pusher Gambler or even thief To the teachers I will preach And to the teachers I will teach Cause I'm a hip hop lyrical robot That is why so unique Well police and theives are playing The game of hide and seek When an imformer gives imformation Then its called a leak I jail your a number ruled by govenor Screws keep you under, wanna see you blunder When they say "Sit" just take a seat And when they say "food" it's time to eat If a screw says "Nigger" I don't answer "Yes Sir, no Sir three bags full Sir" Sometimes inmates would even call me a growler Me a growler, I'm no growler Chorus Well I'm a hip hop lyrical robot I don't stop rapping to the musical beat Well I'm a hip hop lyrical robot and a real cool cat |
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they say we're young and we don't know, won't find out until we grow
well i don't know babe if that is true, cause you got me and baby i got you babe i got you babe i got you babe they say our love won't pay the rent before it's served our money's always spent i guess that so we don't have a lot the least i'm sure of all the things we've got babe i got you babe i got you babe i've got flowers in the spring i've got you to wear my ring and when i'm sad you're around and when i get scared you're always around so let them say your hair's too long i don't care with you i can't go wrong then put your little hand in mine there ain't no hill or mountain we can't climb babe i got you babe i got you babe i've got you to hold my hand i've got you to understand i've got you to walk with me i've got you to talk with me i've got to kiss goodnight i've got you to hold me tight i got you and won't let go i've got you to love me so i got you babe repeat the last line for a while. |
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Chorus
You can't de'pon mi spliff because mi spliff dep already You can't de'pon mi spliff mi have the hash-ish leb and sensi Yes people smoke the herb yeah all over the world some bway name Peter and girl name Pearl (repeat) All the weed ina the world belongs to you and me It isn't man made it is here naturally (repeat) Chorus A man a fix him price so then a man a loose him life A man loose him life because a man a fix him price A man fix his price so then a man a loose him life The police will say no it is pure pappy show well their the best inna the business so they should know Chorus For centuries and centuries man has used the herb for leisure For pleasure do not disturb (repeat) Various parts of the world it is called by many names such as Pot, grass, sensimila, trush-en-peng, marijuana, hear me now, cannabis Rock me now, lambsbread, save me now, green weed repeat green weed Chorus So mek me bun up a draw you don't have to go far but when it lick you you will baul out lord, (repeat) Yes we bun it in a pipe yes we bun it in a pipe have two draw a new meaning of life (repeat) Chorus Now we well satisfied we both gone slant eyed its a wonderful feeling and I tell you no lie (repeat) Chorus Now we well satisfied we both gone slant eyed its a wonderful feeling and I tell you no lie (repeat) And we walk and a trot we a chat bout this and that if you have a good draw nothing nah beat that (repeat) Chorus (Fading out on "Sensi") |
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Well the man Like General Slinger
So live the life you love and love the life you live Cause what is in my heart is design to give But special request is to all back stabber should be stuck in asieve When I and I smoke sensiman give thanks and praise to the full causes whot Chorus The buzz feeling Lord Well have you ever had the buzz feeling my sisthren Have You ever had the Buzz Feeling my brethren Have you ever had the buzz feeling. You take out you rizla You start rolling seh three or five sheet me Seh what you deeling with you take piece of cigarette Start breaching open up you ganja bag you start Sprinkling you stick out you tongue and you start fe licking You lean against a speaker box take you matches lighting Seh man have you ever had the Buzz Feeling Chorus When your head is spinning you knees wobbling you belly rolling And your eyes shutting fe you head would of blow off Like a car engine most people in the dance dem start laughing Some of them cannot explain mysterious feeling so you sit on deh stairs Gaze pon de ceiling you hand pon you belly You start fe rubbing a little after that you a little vomiting So you run down the stairs like a streak of lightening you move Through the crowd like you hustling you brethren Shout you start reasoning about thing and time and the flat Him move in the operater play a tune them start bubbling It make it even harder fe you passing as you reach out side start Slow breathing you sit pon de wall and start thinking, say never again would I get that feeling, dread! Chorus Well you head stop spinning you knees stop wobbling you belly stop roll Start crave fe dumpling Chorus You I'dren shout you roll up a splif Me I'dren temptation it is great but Remember that funny feeling Chorus Chorus |
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Dais a de start and not the finish na go deal it with ace
I like to ride up in the ridim wid de treble and the base Not a courtroom could a hold me cause they wouldn`t have a case So don`t you hurry don`t rush me no in a no haste Me na go chat dais one fast ca a no race me a race Cas Sis V de pan de mike I beg you keep up the pace And who a star wid Mr T it`s hannibal, murdock and face I`m sure you noticed on the mike that I am in the right place I`m gonna chat it in a style and chat it in a grace Eat good food drink good you know thats to my taste Now make sure eat it drink it all off na make none go to waste And who`s aeoberti upon Falcon Crest you know him a chase Se that the top of the crew Sis V I may seem See that me deal wid realism get guided by all my dream Now rasberry ripple as you know it is my favourite ice-cream So when me step in a de dance in my gear I just gleam I am the top mile women thats why I`m standing so keen Don`t wa fe hear no pirate chat ca dem no in a my team Se dat me de pan level vibes so chatting this I`m the queen Why don`t you shake a leg why don`t you rock and come in Don`t bother fight in a de dance don`t want police an the scene To sparkle all the polishing you`ll have to use Mr Sheen Incredible Hulk transformation gigantic and green So when you look in a him face he stares at you really mean I like to eat up my steak better make sure it lean Just add some rice add some dumplin but leave out the bean Me na go to resturant sit down and eat three course meal Me a chat it verbally don`t want it signed stampedor sealed In a de old avengers starred steed and Mrs Peel Who Robbie Box that gambler on the programme Big Deal This one is live and direct so you know it`s for real I don`t respect dais ya system don`t expect me to kneel Cause Jesus Christ worked his miracle many man ham did heal Ca man dem make out a flesh and robots made our of steel They might can operate like man unlike man they can`t feel Don`t bother mix with no informer cause on you they might squeal Cas me se when you have a spliff you must kark it And when you have a dog you must walk it Cause it might just do a number two upon your carpet You have to get down on your knee and begin to clean it Well in a de white house Mr Reagen a sit And when me go a nasa dema launch rocket So when a got a needle save myself nine stitch While Joan Collins she`s starring as the super bitch Now I`m not exactly poor but I`m certainly ain`t rich I`m gonna preach it right don`t bother call me hypercrit Don`t want hear Tony Butler me no check fe critic Ca when I get a curly perm Jahman just use a home kit And if I`m forced to hear a pirate dash dem down a snake pit Mak pirina knam dem tear them flesh bit by bit Ca sister de pan de mile and I have got nough lyric Jim Davidson teasing Plice with his catch phrase nick nich Upon my wrist I wear a watch how does it go tock tick And who is starring with Magnum Higgins TC and Rick Ca Tony labour SDP Jahman dem all make me sick Because dem na go get my vote ca me no vote for politic A me a Sister V upon the mike coming through Se me a top a de chart Jahman and top of the crew |
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<< The Way You Do The Things You Do >>
--- UB40 You got a smile so bright You know you could have been a candle I'm holding you so tight You know you could have been a handle The way you swept me off my feet You know you could've been a broom And baby you smell so sweet You know you could've been some perfume Chorus Well you could of been anything that you wanted to I can tell The way you do the things you do As pretty as you are You know you could've been a flower If good looks were minutes You know you could have been an hour The way you stole my heart You know you could have been a crook And baby your so smart You know you could have been a school book Chorus Well you could of been ....... Etc You make my life so rich You know you could've been some money And baby you're so sweet You know you could have been some honey Chorus Well you could of been ....... Etc As pretty as you are You know you could've been a flower If good looks were minutes You know you could have been an hour The way you stole my heart You know you could have been a crook And baby your so smart You know you could have been a school book Chorus Well you could of been ....... Etc |
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from UB40 - Labour Of Love 2 (1992)
Baby be true and I'll give my love to you,
I need you baby. Treat me right and I'll love you day and night, I mean it baby. When you're down I'll be around, To guide you baby. When you're free just call on me, baby. I'll give my heart to you, now babe. I'll do what you ask me too, now babe. I mean it baby. I'm gonna treat you, treat you right I'm gonna love you day and night I'm gonna give my heart away I'm gonna love you night and day Baby, baby. |
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Baby be true and I'll give my love to you,
I need you baby. Treat me right and I'll love you day and night, I mean it baby. When you're down I'll be around, To guide you baby. When you're free just call on me, baby. I'll give my heart to you, now babe. I'll do what you ask me too, now babe. I mean it baby. I'm gonna treat you, treat you right I'm gonna love you day and night I'm gonna give my heart away I'm gonna love you night and day Baby, baby. |
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I get my kicks from watching people
Running too and fro And if you ask them where they`re going Half of the don`t know They`re the ones who think I`m crazy But they don`t realize (Chorus) That I`m just groovin, groovin Grooving out on life I`m just groovin ooh grovin Grovin till I die I see a river flowing by me Heading for the sea I get a feeling deep inside me It`s so good to be free I`ve got sunshine in the daytime And moonlight every night And I`m just groovin ...... (Middle Eight) I see a river flowing by me Heading for the sea I get a feeling deep inside me It`s so good to be free I`ve got sunshine in the daytime And moonlight every night And I`m just groovin ...... (Chorus) That I`m just groovin, groovin Grooving out on life I`m just groovin ooh grovin Grovin till I die |
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I get my kicks from watching people
Running too and fro And if you ask them where they`re going Half of the don`t know They`re the ones who think I`m crazy But they don`t realize (Chorus) That I`m just groovin, groovin Grooving out on life I`m just groovin ooh grovin Grovin till I die I see a river flowing by me Heading for the sea I get a feeling deep inside me It`s so good to be free I`ve got sunshine in the daytime And moonlight every night And I`m just groovin ...... (Middle Eight) I see a river flowing by me Heading for the sea I get a feeling deep inside me It`s so good to be free I`ve got sunshine in the daytime And moonlight every night And I`m just groovin ...... (Chorus) That I`m just groovin, groovin Grooving out on life I`m just groovin ooh grovin Grovin till I die |
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from UB40 - Labour Of Love 2 (1992)
<< Here I Am (Come And Take Me) >>
--- UB40 I can't believe that it's real The way that you make me feel A burning deep down inside A love that I cannot hide I know it's you and me babe That makes the world go round Ah keeping you in love with me baby Laying all my troubles down Chorus Here I am babe, come and take me Here I am babe, wont ya come and take me Take me by the hand, ooh show me Here I am babe, oooooaaah It always ends up this way Me begging you every day A love that I cannot have You broke my heart in two halves Ooh I know it's you and me babe That makes the world go round Ah keeping you in love with me baby Laying all my troubles down Chorus Here I am babe, come and take me Here I am babe, wont ya come and take me Take me by the hand, ooh show me Here I am babe, oooooaaah Repeat Chorus |
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<< Here I Am (Come And Take Me) >>
--- UB40 I can't believe that it's real The way that you make me feel A burning deep down inside A love that I cannot hide I know it's you and me babe That makes the world go round Ah keeping you in love with me baby Laying all my troubles down Chorus Here I am babe, come and take me Here I am babe, wont ya come and take me Take me by the hand, ooh show me Here I am babe, oooooaaah It always ends up this way Me begging you every day A love that I cannot have You broke my heart in two halves Ooh I know it's you and me babe That makes the world go round Ah keeping you in love with me baby Laying all my troubles down Chorus Here I am babe, come and take me Here I am babe, wont ya come and take me Take me by the hand, ooh show me Here I am babe, oooooaaah Repeat Chorus |
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It must have broke your poor little heart
When the boys used to say, you looked better in the dark. But now they`d give all they learnt in school To be somewhere in the dark with you The teacher would ask the questions And you, would always raise your hand But somehow you never got your turn And my eyes would fill with water, inside I`d burn (Chorus) Homely girl, you used to be so lonely You`re a beautiful woman oh yes you are Homely girl you used to be so lonely You`re a beautiful woman oh yeah There was a boy who used to sit beside you Who`d like to hold that place his whole life through Oooh you were beautiful to me You had a heart no one could ever see, oh yes you did (Chorus) Homely girl, you used to be so lonely You`re a beautiful woman oh homely girl I was the only one who offered To carry your books Took all the stares and laughter And the dirty looks Cause I saw then what they see now They all want to ask you for a date They don`t know how, they don`t know how (Chorus) Homely girl, you used to be so lonely You`re a beautiful woman oh yeah Homely girl you used to be so lonely You`re a beautiful woman, ooh yea, ooh hoo You`re a beautiful woman |
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It must have broke your poor little heart
When the boys used to say, you looked better in the dark. But now they`d give all they learnt in school To be somewhere in the dark with you The teacher would ask the questions And you, would always raise your hand But somehow you never got your turn And my eyes would fill with water, inside I`d burn (Chorus) Homely girl, you used to be so lonely You`re a beautiful woman oh yes you are Homely girl you used to be so lonely You`re a beautiful woman oh yeah There was a boy who used to sit beside you Who`d like to hold that place his whole life through Oooh you were beautiful to me You had a heart no one could ever see, oh yes you did (Chorus) Homely girl, you used to be so lonely You`re a beautiful woman oh homely girl I was the only one who offered To carry your books Took all the stares and laughter And the dirty looks Cause I saw then what they see now They all want to ask you for a date They don`t know how, they don`t know how (Chorus) Homely girl, you used to be so lonely You`re a beautiful woman oh yeah Homely girl you used to be so lonely You`re a beautiful woman, ooh yea, ooh hoo You`re a beautiful woman |
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When we were together
Those were the happiest time in all my life Now were separated I don't know what I will do 'Cause I can't ever love another No matter how hard I try 'Cause I know. It's impossible, Where ever you may be I hope you'll hear my song Then maybe you'll realise My love that you were wrong 'Cause I can't ever love another No matter how hard I try 'Cause I know. It's impossible The sunset outside my window Has lost all it's glow The rose in the garden Doesn't bloom any more |
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When we were together
Those were the happiest time in all my life Now were separated I don't know what I will do 'Cause I can't ever love another No matter how hard I try 'Cause I know. It's impossible, Where ever you may be I hope you'll hear my song Then maybe you'll realise My love that you were wrong 'Cause I can't ever love another No matter how hard I try 'Cause I know. It's impossible The sunset outside my window Has lost all it's glow The rose in the garden Doesn't bloom any more |
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from UB40 - Labour Of Love 2 (1992)
I know, and you know it's true that
This love is really really true and I know, and you know it true that This love is really really true and I want tell your friends, no other kinda way There's one thing you should know, you are just another girl Just another girl, that's what you are You are just another girl, bigger eyes but you are not that small I love you but remember that you are just another girl, girl, eh, irl [Repeat: x4] Oh oh, Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh I know, and you know it true that This love is really really true and I know, and you know it true that This love is really really true and I want tell your friends, no other kinda way There's one thing you should know, your just another girl Just another girl, that's what you are You are just another girl, bigger eyes but you are not that small I love you but remember that your just another girl, girl, eh, irl I know, and you know it true that This love is really really true and I know, and you know it true that This love is really really true and I want tell your friends, no other kinda way There's one thing you should know, your just another girl Just another girl, that's what you are You are just another girl, bigger eyes but you are not that small I love you but remember that your just another girl, girl, eh, irl Just another girl, that's what you are You are just another girl, bigger eyes but you are not that small I love you but remember that your just another girl, girl, eh, irl Oh oh, oh |
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from UB40 - Labour Of Love 2 (1992)
The night seems to fade,
But the moonlight lingers on There are wonders for everyone The stars shine so bright, But they`re fading after dawn There is magic in kingston town (chorus) Oh kingston town, The place I long to be If I had the whole world I would give it away Just to see, the girls at play Ooh, ooh, ooh And when I am king, Surely I would need a queen And a palace and everything, yeah And now I am king, And my queen will come at dawn She`ll be waiting in kingston town (chorus) And when I am king, Surely I would need a queen And a palace and everything, yeah And now I am king, And my queen will come at dawn She`ll be waiting in kingston town |
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from UB40 - Labour Of Love 2 (1992)
The night seems to fade,
But the moonlight lingers on There are wonders for everyone The stars shine so bright, But they`re fading after dawn There is magic in kingston town (chorus) Oh kingston town, The place I long to be If I had the whole world I would give it away Just to see, the girls at play Ooh, ooh, ooh And when I am king, Surely I would need a queen And a palace and everything, yeah And now I am king, And my queen will come at dawn She`ll be waiting in kingston town (chorus) And when I am king, Surely I would need a queen And a palace and everything, yeah And now I am king, And my queen will come at dawn She`ll be waiting in kingston town |
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from UB40 - Labour Of Love 2 (1992)
Singer man sing me a song [3x]
Do you want soul? [3x] I hear you singing - sing a morning [3x] Do you really want soul? [3x] Singer man sing me a song [3x] Do you really want soul? [3x] I hear you singing - sing a morning |
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from UB40 - Labour Of Love 2 (1992)
Tears from my eyes keep on falling
cause you are leaving, leaving with another Things that we've done together I'll always remember though you're with another, baby. Tears from my eyes keep on falling cause you are leaving, leaving with another Things that we've done together I'll always remember though you're with another, baby. I've done everything one man can do, girl Said every word one man can say The thing that we had has gone astray, girl I'm missing you from day to day. Tears from my eyes keep on falling cause you are leaving, leaving with another Things that we've done together I'll always remember though you're with another, baby. I've done everything one man can do, girl Said every word one man can say The thing that we had has gone astray, girl I'm missing you from day to day. Tears from my eyes keep on falling cause you are leaving, leaving with another Things that we've done together I'll always remember though you're with another, baby. Tears from my eyes keep on falling cause you are leaving, leaving with another Things that we've done together I'll always remember though you're with another, baby. Tears from my eyes keep on falling cause you are leaving, leaving with another Things that we've done together I'll always remember though you're with another, baby. |
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from UB40 - Labour Of Love 2 (1992)
Tears from my eyes keep on falling
cause you are leaving, leaving with another Things that we've done together I'll always remember though you're with another, baby. Tears from my eyes keep on falling cause you are leaving, leaving with another Things that we've done together I'll always remember though you're with another, baby. I've done everything one man can do, girl Said every word one man can say The thing that we had has gone astray, girl I'm missing you from day to day. Tears from my eyes keep on falling cause you are leaving, leaving with another Things that we've done together I'll always remember though you're with another, baby. I've done everything one man can do, girl Said every word one man can say The thing that we had has gone astray, girl I'm missing you from day to day. Tears from my eyes keep on falling cause you are leaving, leaving with another Things that we've done together I'll always remember though you're with another, baby. Tears from my eyes keep on falling cause you are leaving, leaving with another Things that we've done together I'll always remember though you're with another, baby. Tears from my eyes keep on falling cause you are leaving, leaving with another Things that we've done together I'll always remember though you're with another, baby. |
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from UB40 - Labour Of Love 2 (1992)
<< The Way You Do The Things You Do >>
--- UB40 You got a smile so bright You know you could have been a candle I'm holding you so tight You know you could have been a handle The way you swept me off my feet You know you could've been a broom And baby you smell so sweet You know you could've been some perfume Chorus Well you could of been anything that you wanted to I can tell The way you do the things you do As pretty as you are You know you could've been a flower If good looks were minutes You know you could have been an hour The way you stole my heart You know you could have been a crook And baby your so smart You know you could have been a school book Chorus Well you could of been ....... Etc You make my life so rich You know you could've been some money And baby you're so sweet You know you could have been some honey Chorus Well you could of been ....... Etc As pretty as you are You know you could've been a flower If good looks were minutes You know you could have been an hour The way you stole my heart You know you could have been a crook And baby your so smart You know you could have been a school book Chorus Well you could of been ....... Etc |
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from UB40 - Labour Of Love 2 (1992)
<< The Way You Do The Things You Do >>
--- UB40 You got a smile so bright You know you could have been a candle I'm holding you so tight You know you could have been a handle The way you swept me off my feet You know you could've been a broom And baby you smell so sweet You know you could've been some perfume Chorus Well you could of been anything that you wanted to I can tell The way you do the things you do As pretty as you are You know you could've been a flower If good looks were minutes You know you could have been an hour The way you stole my heart You know you could have been a crook And baby your so smart You know you could have been a school book Chorus Well you could of been ....... Etc You make my life so rich You know you could've been some money And baby you're so sweet You know you could have been some honey Chorus Well you could of been ....... Etc As pretty as you are You know you could've been a flower If good looks were minutes You know you could have been an hour The way you stole my heart You know you could have been a crook And baby your so smart You know you could have been a school book Chorus Well you could of been ....... Etc |
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from UB40 - Labour Of Love 2 (1992)
I'm gonna wear you to the ball tonight
Put on your best dress tonight Did you hear what the man said baby Well be your best 'cause this gonna be a musical test So come to school, and I take up the musical rule Give me soul brothers and give me soul sisters Come To I and maybe you can make it if you try So be wise and be changing, put on your best Because I got your musical key Rub it baby, I said scrub it, yeah. Cause I'm tougher than tough And that ain't no bluff Maybe it's because I've got the musical stuff I'm gonna make you the talk of the town No use wearing a frown Though those other guys may put you down I'm gonna let you wear my crown Though those other guys may put you down You'll wear my crown Wow ! Chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow wow wow Give me soul brothers and give me soul sisters Don't beg for no mercy Move it up, break it up! Tell you bout it, it's good Wow! she's got it, she's got it, she's got it, she's got it Though those other guys may put you down I'm gonna let you wear my crown And we are going to have a musical ball So get on the ball and don't stall, I beg you baby Wow! Tell you about it, it's good I'm gonna wear you to the ball tonight Put on your best dress tonight That's for sure Play brand new musical discs from the flick of my wrist, baby Wow! Tell you about it, she's got it She's got it, she's got it Chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow wow wow I'm gonna wear you to the ball tonight Put on your best dress tonight I'm gonna make you the talk of the town No use wearing a frown |
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from UB40 - Labour Of Love 2 (1992)
I'm gonna wear you to the ball tonight
Put on your best dress tonight Did you hear what the man said baby Well be your best 'cause this gonna be a musical test So come to school, and I take up the musical rule Give me soul brothers and give me soul sisters Come To I and maybe you can make it if you try So be wise and be changing, put on your best Because I got your musical key Rub it baby, I said scrub it, yeah. Cause I'm tougher than tough And that ain't no bluff Maybe it's because I've got the musical stuff I'm gonna make you the talk of the town No use wearing a frown Though those other guys may put you down I'm gonna let you wear my crown Though those other guys may put you down You'll wear my crown Wow ! Chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow wow wow Give me soul brothers and give me soul sisters Don't beg for no mercy Move it up, break it up! Tell you bout it, it's good Wow! she's got it, she's got it, she's got it, she's got it Though those other guys may put you down I'm gonna let you wear my crown And we are going to have a musical ball So get on the ball and don't stall, I beg you baby Wow! Tell you about it, it's good I'm gonna wear you to the ball tonight Put on your best dress tonight That's for sure Play brand new musical discs from the flick of my wrist, baby Wow! Tell you about it, she's got it She's got it, she's got it Chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow wow wow I'm gonna wear you to the ball tonight Put on your best dress tonight I'm gonna make you the talk of the town No use wearing a frown |
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from UB40 - Labour Of Love 2 (1992)
Where were you on our wedding day
I got the bad news that you went away Where were you little girl I say Where were you on our wedding day Give me back my ring I ain't gonna let you keep a thing Where were you when I said I do Everybody laughing at my fine new suit Now were where you on our wedding day Give me back my ring. I ain't gonna let you keep a thing Now where were you when I searched the town I turned the whole neighbourhood up side down Now where were you little girl I say. Where were you on our wedding day Give me back my ring I ain't gonna let you keep a thing Give me back my ring I ain't gonna let you keep a thing Where were you when I said I do Everybody laughing at my fine new suit Now where were you little girl I say. Where were you on our wedding day Give me back my ring I ain't gonna let you keep a thing Now where were you when I searched the town I turned the whole neighbourhood up side down Now where were you little girl I say. Where were you on our wedding day Give me back my ring I ain't gonna let you keep a thing |
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from UB40 - Labour Of Love 2 (1992)
Where were you on our wedding day
I got the bad news that you went away Where were you little girl I say Where were you on our wedding day Give me back my ring I ain't gonna let you keep a thing Where were you when I said I do Everybody laughing at my fine new suit Now were where you on our wedding day Give me back my ring. I ain't gonna let you keep a thing Now where were you when I searched the town I turned the whole neighbourhood up side down Now where were you little girl I say. Where were you on our wedding day Give me back my ring I ain't gonna let you keep a thing Give me back my ring I ain't gonna let you keep a thing Where were you when I said I do Everybody laughing at my fine new suit Now where were you little girl I say. Where were you on our wedding day Give me back my ring I ain't gonna let you keep a thing Now where were you when I searched the town I turned the whole neighbourhood up side down Now where were you little girl I say. Where were you on our wedding day Give me back my ring I ain't gonna let you keep a thing |
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from UB40 - Geffery Morgan (1992)
We'll raise the price of parking fines
A boost for the economy If that don't work we close the mines And starve the poor of industry As always you were wrong again To us a little seems a lot Don't turn your back on desperate men Cause we can see how much you've got We proved again we rule the waves A blow for white democracy That Britains never shall be slaves So long as they agree with me As always you were wrong again To us a little seems a lot Don't turn your back on desperate men Cause we can see how much you've got We'll close the roads, divide the land Put out the rage that burns within Break the link of dirty hands At any cost we'll always win As always you were wrong again To us a little seems a lot Don't turn your back on desperate men Cause we can see how much you've got Keep them poor and wanting more Deprive them of their basic rights The hunger banging at their door Will take away their will to fight As always you were wrong again To us a little seems a lot Don't turn your back on desperate men Cause we can see how much you've got As always you were wrong again To us a little seems a lot Don't turn your back on desperate men Cause we can see how much you've got As always you were wrong again To us a little seems a lot Don't turn your back on desperate men Cause we can see how much you've got As always you were wrong again To us a little seems a lot Don't turn your back on desperate men Cause we can see how much you've got |
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from UB40 - Geffery Morgan (1992)
When me reach me yard me got one thing on me mind, To hold me little woman and fe make her feel irie. Be play album, dub plate, and forty-five For dat's the kind of riddim that keeps me alive. Me turn on fe me radio some a chat 'bout dat But I know more than D.J. so I nah play you dat. Chorus Me tek a 'D' and a 'U' an' a 'B' - not 'E' That thing there is special to me. Me listen in the morning, also in the night For dat form of music is out-a-sight. The newest form of music is easy to see It start with a 'D' and end with a 'B' Dub in a de morning and dub in a de night Mek the whole neighbourhood feel alright, feel alright When me reach me yard me got one thing on me mind, To hold me little woman and fe mek her feel irie. When me reach me yard me got one thing on me mind, To hold me little woman and fe mek her feel irie. Chorus Rock in a de dance, me seh fe give dub a chance, Rock in de blues, you know you jus' can't lose. A dub me a defend, on dub i can depend Check out dis yah music and run tell yo' friend. We don't want rock 'n' roll and we got enough soul, We don't want rock 'n' roll and we got enough soul. Bass is beutiful if it's clean, But dis yah dub music, man it well mean. No bother follow friend and ignore dub again. It's simple, but effective, can't you see? A lot of people catch on in 'eighty-three. Now is 'eighty-four and you must know the score, Anything me chat, you know the people bawl 'more.' Me jump 'pon de graphics, don't get vex' All me have a total concept to make you feel Irie. To make you feel Irie. |
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from UB40 - Geffery Morgan (1992)
I've been listening to what you said
And wondering if it could be true If it's as bad as you say out there I'll leave the going out to you Statistics prove its not too bright To walk the darker streets at night Or to talk to people you don't know My worlds become a horror show There's a murder in my living room My child is watching avidly Should I venture out tonight Tomorrow he'll be watching me You pay your money take your choice But every channel plays the same The audience hears his master's voice Keeps him scared and keeps him tame I'm not believing all I see Fabrications on T.V. Distort the news, feed us your views I'm not fooled so easily |
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from UB40 - Geffery Morgan (1992)
Chorus:
If it happens again I'm leaving I'll pack my things and go. If it happens again there'll be no looking back I won't say "I told you so" You did what were told and you took the strain Been left out in the cold Got yourself to blame But believe me, if it happens again I'm leaving If it stays the same I'm gone When you're stabben in the back and there's salt in the wound Then it's time to move along Chorus No more spanners in the works, all the work's been done Had your face rubbed in the dirt On show for everyone But believe me, if it happens again I'm leaving If it stays the same I'm gone When compromise is the song that you sing It's been going on too long. Chorus |
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from UB40 - Geffery Morgan (1992)
Riddle me who, riddle me why, answer me this
Who owns the chains that bind your wrists Riddle me who, riddle me why, answer again Riddle me who built the machine That washed your brain Like parents did before them Your parents did the same They said do your best, you must pass the test You must learn to play the game They scrimped and saved and suffered To send you off to school But if they'd had the cash They could've brought the class And a different set of rules Chorus Riddle me who ..... Etc They taught a simple system Why they had and you had not They said know your place, you can't win the race Life's an auction you're the lot If you'd ever thought to question They would never answer you why When they buy your sweat, you are in their debt And they own you till you die Chorus Riddle me who .... Etc You took hook line and sinker Everything they fed Worked day and night, for most your life To earn their daily bread Now your old and weary And you lay you down to sleep With body worn and spirit torn What's left is yours to keep |
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from UB40 - Geffery Morgan (1992)
Like the seasons you change your mind
It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. I remember those days Oh, so long ago Like the first time I took you To a picture show Or the first time I kissed you Beneath the moonlit sky I put my hand on my heart Like the seasons you change your mind I thought I'd die It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Yes, you were for me It was plain to see I knew in my heart You were the one for me Though people used to try To get us down As time goes on We're still around Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. We had our share Of ups and downs We had our share Of nights on the town The days were short But the nights were long My love for you It grew so strong Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. But as we grew old Your love turned cold Gone are the days Of glitter and gold I work so hard To keep you mine Now all I have is Nothing but time Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind |
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from UB40 - Geffery Morgan (1992)
A smile for every passing car
And when they stop with door ajar She shrugs and whispers que sera And turns her thoughts to the pillow Her face is etched with memories She finds now joy amid the sleaze It's hard when you've been paid to please So she turns her thoughts to the pillow Chorus Daylight comes she rests her head The beauty of an empty bed She dreams of happy days instead Of brooding on tomorrow She swapped her dreams of shining knights For pushers, bars and money fights For nameless faces in red light So she turns her head to the pillow Those black eyes don't hurt any more She's heard the jokes and jibes before She's felt the long arm of the law So she turns her head to the pillow Chorus Daylight comes ..... Etc Taking drugs was not for fun It made her feel like going on But now she hurts when its all gone And she turns her head to the pillow She take a blade and breaks her skin Sweet life force flows from within The white clouds in her head grow dim And she turns her head to the pillow Chorus Sunlight creeps across her head Pale beauty in a crimson bed No dreams of happy days ahead She'll have no more tomorrows |
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from UB40 - Geffery Morgan (1992)
We can drag you out of bed in the middle of the night
Drive tanks along your street looking for a flight We can put you in a cell an dash away the key Make you stand against the wall torture chamber stylee The reason is simple, it's obvious to see We can shoot at you but you can't kill we Don't you see, don't you see, your not an army The reason is simple, it's obvious to see Right is on your side but the media's with we Don`t you see, don't you see, your not an army The thing you must remember since these troubles first began Were supported by a tax paying population And if the rest of this world is against we It's a fact that the people of this country won't see They can give you a trial by military But you won't be sentenced politically You'll be beat by other prisoners for political views But you just another killer when we read it in the news |
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from UB40 - Geffery Morgan (1992)
Oh doctor help me please
I'm dying, crippled with disease My Body's aching limb to limb My bones are glowing through my skin When I look up into black skies Mushrooms grow before my eyes Doctor save me if you can I'm a desperate man repeat As he lay thinking he was dead A burning pain short through his head He looked into those tired old eyes Heard forty years of anguished cries And this doctor said Your eyes were open But you shut them with your mouth You always heard But you weren't doing the screaming You'd only just woken But Already, you'd forgotten, What you were dreaming Such a sad case The failure of a human race |
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from UB40 - The Ub40 File (1992)
There are murders that we must account for
Bloody deeds have been done in my name Criminal acts we must pay for And our children will shoulder the blame Chorus I'm a British subject, not proud of it While I carry the burden of shame Repeat As a nation we're following blindly No-one stops to question why Our money's supporting an army And a boy in Soweto dies Chorus I'm a British subject, not proud of it While I carry the burden of shame Repeat Must we go on ignoring forever The cries of an African son There's a soldier's hand on the trigger But it's we who are pointing the gun Chorus I'm a British subject, not proud of it While I carry the burden of shame Repeat |
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from UB40 - The Ub40 File (1992)
Ivory Madonna dying in the dust,
Waiting for the manna coming from the west. Barren is her bosom, empty as her eyes, Death a certain harvest scattered from the skies. Skin and bones is creeping, doesn't know he's dead. Ancient eyes are peeping, from his infant head. Politician's argue sharpening their knives. Drawing up their bargains, trading baby lives. Chorus Ivory madonna dying in the dust, Waiting for the manna coming from the west. Hear the bells are ringing, Christmas on it's way. Hear the angels singing, what is that they say? Eat and drink rejoicing, joy is here to stay. Jesus son of Mary is born again today. Chorus Ivory Madonna dying in the dust, Waiting for the manna coming from the west. Ivory Madonna dying in the dust, Waiting for the manna coming from the west. |
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from UB40 - The Ub40 File (1992)
Lonely, Lonely,
Tin can at my feet. Think I'll kick it down the street, That's the way to treat a friend Broken windows and empty hall ways Pale dead moon in a sky streaked with grey Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles With frozen smiles to chase love away. Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today. Right before me, the signs implore me Help the needy and show them the way Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today |
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from UB40 - The Ub40 File (1992)
King, where are your people now?
Chained and pacified. Tried in vain to show them how. And for that you died. You had a dream of a promised land. People of all nations walking hand in hand But they're not ready to accept That dream situation, yet. King, where are your people now? Chained and pacified. Tried in vain to show them how. And for that you died. |
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from UB40 - The Ub40 File (1992)
From the land of shadows
Comes a dreadful sight Lady with the marble smile Spirit of the night See the scourge of innocence Swinging in her hand Hear the silent suffering That echoes through the land From the tombs of ignorance Of hate and greed and lies Through the smoke of sacrifice Watch her figure rise The sick the poor the old Basking in her radiance Men of blood and gold In her bloody footsteps Speculators prance Men of dreams are praying For that second chance Round her vacant features Gilded serpents dance Her tree of evil knowledge Sprouts a special branch Madam Medusa Madam Medusa Madam Medusa Knock her right down And then she bounce right back Knock her right down And then she bounce right back She gone off her head We've got to shoot her dead She gone off her head We've got to shoot her dead Run for your life before she eat you alive Run for your life before she eat you alive Move out of the way 'cause you're blocking out the day Move out of the way 'cause you're blocking out the day |
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from UB40 - The Ub40 File (1992)
Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the gallant south The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh Then the sudden smell of burning flesh. Here is a fruit for the crow to pluck For the rain to wither, for the wind to suck For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop Here is a strange and bitter crop. |
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from UB40 - The Ub40 File (1992)
A warm dry wind is all that breaks the silence,
The highways quiet scars across the land. People lie, eyes closed, no longer dreaming, The earth dies screaming. Like scattered pebbles, cars lie silent waiting, Oilless engines seized by dirt and sand. Bodies hanging limp, no longer bleeding, The earth dies screaming. The earth dies screaming The earth dies screaming Your country needs you, lets strike up the band. The earth dies screaming The earth dies screaming Despite all odds we must defend our land. Half eaten meals lie rotting on the tables, Money clutched within a boney hand. Shutters down, the banks are not receiving, The earth dies screaming. |
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from UB40 - The Ub40 File (1992)
Appeal to the governor of Louisiana
You may get an answer the process is slow Federal government too much to help him It's been nearly five years And they won't let him go Chorus Tyler is guilty the white judge has said so What right do we have to say it's not so Tyler is guilty the white judge has said so What right do we have to say it's not so Testify under pressure, a racist jury Government lawyers its all for show With rows of white faces False accusations He's framed up for murder They won't let him go Chorus Tyler is guilty the white judge has said so What right do we have to say it's not so Tyler ..... Etc Police gun was planted No matching bullets No prints on the handle, no proof to show But tyler is guilty the white judge has said so They show him no mercy They won't let him go Chorus Tyler is guilty the white judge has said so What right do we have to say it's not so Tyler...... Etc Appeal to the governor of Louisiana You may get an answer the process is slow Federal government too much to help him It's been nearly five years And they won't let him go Chorus Tyler is guilty the white judge has said so What right do we have to say it's not so Tyler .... Etc |
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from UB40 - Ub44 (1992)
Don't do the crime,
If you can`t do the time It's said that it just don't pay. But what good's working hard When all they give you is your cards And you know there's not much you can say. So you take what they give You've no money to live And your family don't understand. After all these years They will end up in tears With a mountain of bills in their hands. Chorus Now your lesson is learned There's nowhere to turn And it's no use pleading for help. When you're left on the heap There is nothing to keep you From going and helping yourself The dilemma you've found Is you`re morally bound Now your moral code needs a review So what do you care You know life isn't fair And for years they've been stealing from you. |
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from UB40 - Ub44 (1992)
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Hey Folitician, me seh hey folitician Me seh hey folitician Mek you go long so. Hey folitician, me seh hey folitician Me seh hey folitician Mek you go long so. You come chatty chatty chatty run up you' mouth; (Repeat) One man, one vote you hear from the shout. (Repeat) You full of pure promise but you tell damn' lies; (Repeat) You make a mistake And then somebody dies. (Repeat) Hey folitician, me seh hey folitician Me seh hey folitician What you doin 'bout the slums? You sit around all day, jus' a twiddle your thumbs; You have a strange expression Mek you look like you' dumb. (Repeat) You worry everybody 'til you put them in a box. (Repeat) Dub freak gone Gone go check him record shop, Gone go check him record stock. Him climb upon the box Him said him got to reach the top; Him climb upon the shelf Him seh you take care yourself. Him dance upon the floor Him said a music galore. (Repeat) Dub freak, dub freak Deh 'pon the go; Say you never know Because I told you so. Sippa, sippa, sippa, sippa, lightning crash; (Repeat) Drummer 'pon him drum, him jus' a play mish-mash. (Repeat) Keyboards in the middle jus'a jump and twiddle. (Repeat) Rhythm over here an' me seh rhythm over there; Don't stop and stare because the rhythm gone clear. Dub freak, dub freak, in a dub freak style Dub freak, dub freak, still a running wild. Him start from the bottom 'til him reach up the top Him keep on rocking and him never stop. Wow and flutter, music jus' a run like butter. (repeat) Dub a slip an' slide Dub a slip an' slide Dub a slip an' slide, He can't find nowhere to hide. |
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from UB40 - Ub44 (1992)
Multi-million dollar
Exploration into space While in the name of progress This planet's laid to waste Nation takes on nation And is stepping up the pace And someone's got his finger On the button. Chorus Forget the cost We've got to choose We're running in a race That we can only lose. Rich is rich and poor is poor And never the twain shall meet East is east and west is west And only one shall eat The microchip has come of age And man is obsolete And someone's got his finger On the button. Chorus Forget the.......Etc. |
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from UB40 - Ub44 (1992)
I won't close my eyes
To the sufferers plight. In a world full of sadness I won't turn off my light. Our cries for justice are shots in the dark But our strength's in our bite And not in our bark It's time to stand And shout it out loud And the louder we scream The sweeter the sound. I won't close my eyes When I know that I'm right When I'm drowning in tears I won't turn off my light. We're shown no respect But that can't break our pride, When our backs to the wall We won't run and we won't hide It's time to stand, face the oncoming crowd And the louder we scream The sweeter the sound. I wont't close my eyes When the future don't look bright Though the road seems too long I won't turn off my light In a world full of darkness, I won't turn off my light. |
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from UB40 - Ub44 (1992)
> (Chorus)
Love Is all is alright But you left it a little to late Love is all is alright But you've got to find a little more hate. Take the man in the white cloak A pointed mask to hide his face Murders in the name of religion If you're not the right colour or race. Take the man in the black cloak He's holding justice in his hands, Lets the man in the white cloak go, Calls it the law of the land. (Chorus) Love Is all is alright.......etc Take the man in the brown shirt A burning hatred in his eyes Fired by ignorant reaction, Fanned by political lies Take the man in the blue cap His back's against the wall Links arms with the man in the brown shirt He's trying to break his own fall. (Chorus) Love Is all is alright.....etc |
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from UB40 - Ub44 (1992)
And it's a sunny day.
It's just too hot to be working But you've got to pay your way. Chorus So here I am sitting at the bus stop Wishing I was somewhere else Where I didn't have to work my rocks off Wishing I could please myself. Ten hours a day I'm grafting Under the bosses eye, Earn just enough to keep going, Making cars I'll never buy. Chorus So here I am sitting ........... Five days a week I'm giving, My time is clocking on. Just two days left for living, Wondering where my life has gone. Chorus So here I am sitting ........... |
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from UB40 - Ub44 (1992)
Trenchtown Jamaica
Gave the Wailers their soun' Like a steppin' razor The Brother Tosh 'im come aroun' Yellow Man and Eek-A-Mouse Dem a trod 'pon newer groun' While Scratch and The Scientist Dem jus' keep on mixin' down. The mighty General and Eastwood Draw me out of my seat The Lone Ranger ride in To rock me' pon me feet The dreaded Flabba Holt and Style Scott Start fe put down a radical beat Wid Mistra Isaacs Puttin' melodies so sweet. Ad lib....... Refrain: Reggae music is The key to ny heart Reggae music is My stop and start From dusk to dawn The music is my high. |
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from UB40 - Ub44 (1992)
He wields his flute with an expert hand
And then, all too soon The dancing stops and the children stand The piper calls the tune. He holds their future in his palm An old and powerful man With missiles poised and bombs at hand They wait for his command. With songs of fear and bigotry A cruel, hypnotic sound He plays his last tune greedily And strikes the children down. |
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from UB40 - Ub44 (1992)
A misfit who is old before his time
Poverty has turned him to crime Boredom gives him too much time to think He pours another drink. Chorus A burning, bitter taste of irony A prisoner in the land of the free. He wonders why his landscape looks so strange Burger bars are home on the range An empty bottle falling from his hand He doesn't understand. Chorus A burning, bitter taste of irony A prisoner in the land of the free. A cork unlocks the door to other lands Of battles won and destinies in hand A half-remembered state of liquid dreams Where things aren't what they seem. Chorus A burning, bitter taste of irony A prisoner in the land of the free. A naked savage dressed in shirt and jeans A burning, bitter taste of irony A prisoner in the land of the free. Chorus A burning, bitter taste of irony A prisoner in the land of the free. |
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from UB40 - Present Arms (1992)
There's no-one coming with that freedom train.
There's nowhere you can go where you feel no pain. Take the blinkers off you eye's, The power is in your hand. Stop waiting for your ticket to the promised land. There ain't no heaven and there ain't no hell. Except the one we're in, and you know to well There's no-one waiting on, Waiting on a higher high. Don't let the only world you're ever gonna live in pass you by. Burn two spliff play ital riddem Rub two dub burn ital collie Because the rhythm a the marshall And the rhythm a no partial go deh Seh the rhythm a the marshall And the rhythm a no partial Rub two dub burn ital collie Burn two spliff play ital riddem Because you jamming with you brethren Jam it 'till a morning Forget about the warning Have to jam it 'till a mornin' Burn two spliff play ital riddem Burn two spliff play ital riddem Seh you playing in a concrete style You playing in a resident style And then you jam it all the while Don't let it pass you by, You gonna wake up and wonder why Gone in the blues Go check on the news Go listen to political views Rub two dub burn ital collie Rub two dub burn ital collie New Cross was no gate-crash bomb... Rightful justice must be done! Burn two spliff and rock to the riddem Burn two spliff and rock to the riddem We don't deal with Isim Scisim We don't deal with Isim Scisim Deal with folly-dolly We don't deal with folly-dolly Burn two spliff play ital riddem Rub two dub burn ital collie 'cause you jammin' with your brethren Jam it 'till the morning Playin' in a conrete |
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from UB40 - Present Arms (1992)
You might believe, and still you feel the chase has just begun.
That you must reach that horizon before the setting of the sun. You chase the light in front of you, nightfall close behind. If you stop to catch your breath, you know what you will find. Chorus Don't slow down don't touch the ground. You know what you will find. That old grey man in tattered clothes following behind. No time to stop, don't go to sleep, prepare to pay the cost. The hours and minutes are passing by, another day is lost. Impatience is a virtue, catch me if you can. The seconds have been ticking by since your life began |
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from UB40 - Present Arms (1992)
Ah who seh, sensimilla
Ah who seh, lambsbread I till ya Ah who seh, sensimilla The wicked man, the wicked man deh'pon the street A whole heap of wind-ups deh'pon the street Thiefing, looting, lying, me seh dep'pon the street A hustling, a hustling deh'pon the street Me seh a flat-foot hustling deh'pon the street The drug squad seh them dep'pon the street. B-line, mash it, me seh mash it, me seh B-line, rock it, me seh shock it, me seh B-line, rub it, me seh dub it, me seh B-line, under heavy manners, me seh B-line, rock it, me seh shock it, me seh B-line, mash it, me seh crash it, me seh B-line. |
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from UB40 - Present Arms (1992)
I am the one in ten a number on a list,
I am the one in ten even though I don't exist nobody knows me but I'm always there a statistic a reminder of a world that doesn't care. My arms enfold the dole queue malnutrition dulls my hair my eyes are black and lifeless with an underprevileged stare I'm a beggar on the corner can no one spare a dime I'm the child that never learns to read 'cus no one's spared the time. Refrain I'm the murderer the victim I'm licensed with a gun I'm a sad and bruised old lady in an alley in the slums I'm a middle aged business man with a chronic heart disease I'm another teenage suicide in a street that has no trees. Refrain I'm a starving third-world mother I'm a refugee without a home I'm a housewife hooked on valium I'm a pensioner alone I'm a cancer ridden spectre that's covering the earth I'm another hungry baby I'm an accident of birth. Refrain |
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from UB40 - Present Arms (1992)
You got no job you got no pay
Join the military, sign today They'll take you off to fight on foreign shores You'll be your mother's pride and joy Her armed and dangerous golden boy A uniformed hero that shows no fear The khaki ranks of flesh and steel Learning how to smile and kill They'll teach you to ignore the screams and tears |
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from UB40 - Present Arms (1992)
A human statue made of living stone
A paradox etched in human bone If you could look behind his thin disguise There's a hidden glint of madness in his eyes. Many men are fooled by his smile His superficial grace his charm his style Sardonicus is everybody's friend Sardonicus keeps smiling to the end. |
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from UB40 - Present Arms (1992)
The neon haze of city lights
The tribal sound of marching feet Cuts through the gloom on cold dark nights The tired and homeless roam the streets The sirens wail the engines roar A shadowed man just glances around A victim of life's mindless toil Lies cold and helpless on the ground The window dummies silent stare Bear witness on the nights If they could move What it would proved To see them all take flight The neon haze of city lights The tribal sound of marching feet Cuts through the gloom on cold dark nights The tired and homeless roam the streets The walls shout loud with angry words The people air their views The poor can scream but no-one hears The concrete jungle sings the blues |
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from Sliver (슬리버) by Howard Shore [omnibus, ost] (1993)
Wise man say only fools rush in
but I can't help falling in love with you Wise man say only fools rush in but I can't help falling in love with you Shall I stay would it be a sin if I can't help falling in love with you *Like a river flows surely to the sea Darling so it goes Somethings are meant to be Take my hand Take my whole life too for I can't help falling in love with you for I can't help falling in love with you * Repeat |
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from Ub40 - Promises And Lies (1993)
Did I ever say, how I feel about U
A thing I never found that EZ 2 do The things that U do, don't need 2 B heard U No U R actions, baby, speak louder than words Chorus I've got the bottle, bring me U R cup Pop the cork, and try a sup And when U're empty, I'll fill U up We'll drink it down till the sun comes up I'm heading home, like a steaming train Foot 2 the floor, in the driving rain My head is aching and my mouth is dry I've got a thirst only U can satisfy Chorus I've got the bottle, bring me U R cup Pop the cork and try a sup And when U're empty, I'll fill U up We'll drink it down till the sun comes up |
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from Ub40 - Promises And Lies (1993)
A woman came and said to me
She'd seen a lady sell her baby For ten or twenty dollars maybe And everybody thinks she's crazy They're too blind to see She never failed to call attention To the things we never mention Real horror, daily, courtesy of your TV C'est La Vie A woman came and said to me Now listen very carefully There's brother killing brother People living on their knees Biting sugar coated bullets For the pain of this disease C'est La Vie A woman came and said to me She had a husband on an island Found his body on a wasteland Soldiers came and took him Just to torture her you see All alone she mourned her lover Crossed the sea to find a brother Maybe he could help her get her baby back for free C'est La Vie |
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from Ub40 - Promises And Lies (1993)
Wise men say, only fools rush in.
But I can't help falling in love with you Shall I stay? Would it be a sin? I can't help falling in love with you As the river flows gently to the sea Darling so we go, some things were meant to be Take my hand take my whole life too 'Cause i can't help falling in love with you |
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from Ub40 - Promises And Lies (1993)
You tell me there's no darkness
While the sun shines down on you And just because your life is peaceful There's no fighting left to do For every cup that runneth over Many more are filled with pain You talk to me of sunshine When it's pouring down with rain Just because you can't see it Doesn't mean it isn't there Just because it can't touch you Doesn't mean you shouldn't care For every life that's lit with love Many more are racked with pain You talk to me of sunshine When it's pouring down with rain (CHORUS) It's a long black night, good people Descended on our land Share your light Make a flower grow In the desert sand |
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from Ub40 - Promises And Lies (1993)
Moon and stars sit way up high
Earth and trees beneath them lie The wind blows fragrant lullaby To cool the night for you and I On the wing the birds fly free Leviathan tames angry sea The flower waits for honeybee The sunrise wakes new life in me. (CHORUS) And every hour of every day I'm learning more The more I learn, the less I know about before The less I know, the more I want to look around Digging deep for clues on higher ground... The fishes swim while rivers run Thru fields to feast my eyes upon Intoxicated drinking from The loving cup of burning sun In dreams I'll crave familiar taste Of whispered rain on weary face Of kisses sweet and warm embrace Another time another place (CHORUS) And every hour of everyday I'm learning more The more I learn, the less I know about before The less I know, the more I want to look around Digging deep for clues on higher ground... |
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from Ub40 - Promises And Lies (1993)
Chorus
It's a long long way from here Don't you worry yourself my dear It's a long long way from here Drought and famine in TV land Read the sunday papers credit card ina your hand Sing your song of freedom just to ease your troubled mind And save your guilty pennies for the ones you leave behind The burden that you carry from the cradle to the grave Is like a badge of honour that you wear upon your sleeve You make your contribution and you shed a little tear And stage your celebration just to show how much you care You obscure your stolen power with hypocrisy and lies Your talk of understanding is a wafer thin disguise You glorify my image but deny me flesh and blood You radiate with goodness when you here me beg for food Those rivers of blood will flow again Someone changed the lyrics but the song remains the same You can build a wall of protocol to keep the wolves at bay But history dictates that someone has to pay Chorus It's a long long way from here Don't you worry yourself my dear It's a long long way from here |
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from Ub40 - Promises And Lies (1993)
Now and then
I must admit I wonder if I had the chance To vanquish foes with nothing more than just a glance How perfect every single day would be To never wait in driving rain For the bus that never came Not to be the one to blame For anybody else's misery Now and then I contemplate a different way around this day With nothing more than simple words, so I can say I'm quite content and happy being me Walking tall with peace of mind To leave no childhood dreams behind Arriving home to always find Things just as I know they ought to be Now And Then I must admit I wonder if I had the chance To vanquish foes with nothing more than just a glance How perfect every single day would be To never wait in driving rain For the bus that never came Not to be the one to blame For anybody else's misery Now and then I wake up, when it hits me like a ton of bricks I realise it's me who has to take the licks No angels up there looking after me No rainbow with a pot of gold No cloak to shield me from the cold No pill to stop me growing old Dreams fading into stark reality |
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from Ub40 - Promises And Lies (1993)
All the sorrow and the pain
All the sacrifice in vain I was much too blind to see You make a loser out of me You put me down for oh so long While you sang your serpent's song (CHORUS) The rest is history You can do no more to me I've been down so low Had nowhere left to go I could see it in your eyes All your promises were lies Promises and lies Your cut was quick and deep But then you thought you'd never need a friend But all things change, and tides must turn And you let all your bridges burn Too many fatal wounds to heal Now you're feeling what i feel. (CHORUS) The rest is history You can do no more to me I've been down so low Had nowhere left to go I could see it in your eyes All your promises were lies Promises and lies |
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from Ub40 - Promises And Lies (1993)
I said we friendship come first, the band did come second
And that's why I decided to put it in a song So listen crowd of people and throw up unnu hands If you love dem their style and you love dem pattern (CHORUS) Reggae music can't refuse it So give us what we want and mek we gwan I said yes crowd of people we come back again I man Thriller E. And all me best best friends I know most of dem from age eleven And some of dem even before then We travel the whole world, think it could never end But don't get me wrong it a no big problem 'Cos reggae what we love and that's what we defend And that there love that could a never end (CHORUS) Reggae music can't refuse it So give us what we want and mek we gwan. So let me get back to the subject of me friends 'Cos me respect and love love the whole of them. And that there love that could a never end. And now it is time to hail the whole of them Me love me Mickey V. Him in a category. Robin on guitar him just a nice up every bar. Me love me Astro because him deh pon de go Me love me Norman 'cos him a don gorgon Me love me Ali C. with his golden voicee Him nice up every dance nice up every party. Me love me Brian T. Pon the saxophonee Buttons pon the bone, Patrick him a hit the high c Them bad pon their own or in a section of three And that only leaves me and Jimmy Jimmy a the drummer me a the Bassee And that is the whole of UB40 (CHORUS) Reggae music can't refuse it So give us what we want and mek we gwan. |
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from Ub40 - Promises And Lies (1993)
Please don't say sorry
Presuming a respect for what you say If in your heart you mean it Then you'll understand me feeling You must prove it; sign the cheque without delay Most humbly yours, four hundred years back pay (CHORUS) I'm not begging charity Don't confuse the things I say Give me what belongs to me Give me what belongs to me Just don't say sorry As if that can excuse this tyranny No value in your talking Money speaks and bullshit's walking Round in circles re-inventing history Trying to erase our memory (CHORUS) I`m not begging .....Etc If you say sorry Can I assume you've realised the shame The seeds of your oppression Fall and ripen with aggression You can't hold us any longer with your chains Time to compensate us for our claims Don't bother wi' no sorry Don't bother wi' delay A four hundred years Is not just the other day I'm not begging charity Don't confuse up your mind Payment overdue Fe a long long time You come a we gate No bother hesitate You tek away we tings Like a damn pirate |
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