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Bup bup bup blhu!
Inna de 'A' - Is for alcohol
Boom up the 'be ' - Is for the booze ya know
I man can 'see' - Is for cocaine
Do en fe 'D' - And dope a running in your veins
Ease up da 'E' - That is for E-balls
Flip up the 'F' - Your future's written on the wall
Gang bang the 'G' - That is for greed

Forty years ago there was a Jumpin' Jazz Jamaica scene
They could hear these tunes drifting down from New Orleans
They put the two together in a thing they called Ska
And sent it off to England in the back of Laurel Aiken's car

It was 1964 and the rhythm just wouldn't stop,
People banging on the door to hear "My boy Lollipop".
Then the 70's came and with it the 2 Tone scene...

What ever happened to the world I know
I don't recognize the scenery
Too many changes I don't understand
I liked it better how it used to be

Lies and money turned a lot of heads
People take themselves too seriously
Rolled right over left the scene for dead

Each day I wake up in this gray old town
Each day the system tries to bring me down
With a minimum wage in the factory
I'm slaving in the Twentieth Century

And the whole damn world
Is gangin up to bring me to my knees

In a beat up Ford Cortina on saturday nights
Second Step and Urban Blight
Hear come the Boilers to check out the scene
But that's never too true if you know what I mean
The reception is cool, so turn up the heat
Come on boys do some East Side Beat

Pick up your piece and make your play

I lost my gig bag in a cab,
It was in Heidelberg, West Germany
At first I got real mad,
I'd lost some things that meant so very much to me
I'd lost your number, your address, I was really quite distressed
I couldn't write, I couldn't call, I couldn't do anything at all

I read your bullshit in the press,

I won't make excuses
For being who I am
You say change is here
But I don't, I don't give a damn

Slege you give a damn?

And if you loved me

When I was a boy I used to listen to the radio
Late into the night with the volume down and the lights down low.
Tune it in to the 999, they used to call her Caroline.
Every Sunday night I listened in midnight to two
And no one [else] had to know that we're all alone, just me and you.

Who gives a damn about the BBC? Out in the channel everyone was free.
Listening to the radio, pirate radio.

There is trouble
in the world today
Fundamental love
has gone away,

Apathetic views
is what we see
are reflected

Yeah
Roseanne
Roseanne

Roseanne
Roseanne

There's nothing wrong with this here groove

Well, I heard that news from the man in the street
Shades are dope, your Doc's are sweet
Ska music, reggae it's a brand new beat
It's the same old tunes on a new wave beat
And I heard some crap about unity,
That only works when the beers are free...

Talk is cheap!

Well I want to go to Rio
Spend a week in Paris, France
Slide off down to Haiti
And do some limbo dance
But I'm doing time in the city
I just don't understand
I should be lying on some beach
Writing love letters in the sand

Get on down... get on down!!
Get on down... get on down!!
Get on down... get on down!!
Get on down... get on down!!

Mi sey woi yai yai yoi yai yai

Yu neva head ma baby when ma baby dida cry