Тексты песен «Sly & Robbie»

Bank job (Bank job, bank job) Jamaican Freaky, freaky Get with it We're hit all the major cities and become a pop act And no-one will even know, that some of us are black We'll break all kinds of records;? make the man...

? With be low and high hu and the hair sweat and the sea ho? Going down to? Fresco, ego's stretch and for a date a skull? With long hair, short hair,? rock black hair and a quack, quack there? ? Oh, oh, you poop down...

Fire Fire (Throw some water on me) Fire Fire The way you walk and talk really sets me off to???????? long time, yes it does The way you squeeze and "cheese" knocks me to my knees and I'm smokin' baby The way you squirm...

Nothing but feedback, it keeps blowing through my hair Distorted melody's got me rocking in my chair Pre-arranged harmonies they are??? ditchin' for??? my band And I can't stop listening, 'cause my ears are in my hand...

Driving down those city streets Waiting to get down Won't you dig your big machine Somewhere in this town? Now in the parking lot garage You'll find the proper place Just follow all the written rules You'll fit into...

There she blows I say, "Jamaican, Jamaican" Jamaican, respects you to everyone, respects you to man and men Reason it over and things will be better, that all we really see Jamaican, Jamaican, Jamaican, respects you to...

Now's the time for all good men to get together with one-another We've got to iron out problems, iron out our parlours, try to live as brothers Try to find the peace within without stepping on one-another And do...