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Intro · Intro · Lights Out Intro


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Intro (Kannon) · The Intro Collection (Nina Simone) · Intro: The Gift Recordings (Pulp) · Brazil [Intro Collection] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Intro Collection: Country (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Jazz Divas: Intro Collection (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Celtic Favourites: Intro Collection (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Intro Collection: Dinner Jazz (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Trombones Actions Intro (Richard Gagnon) · The Intro Collection (Richard Clayderman) – and 23 other albums »


(Intro)

(Chorus)
Here me come upon a magic carpet
And when you see me come I say me come seh fe park it
Here me come upon a magic carpet
[Intro]
Neverrr know how much I love you (woo!)
Neverrr know how much I care (No I.D.)
And when you put your arms around me
I get the fever
(Intro)
Well Don a Don and prophet a prophet
But the original Indian Guru me have fe fix it
Watcha!

(Chorus)
Don a Don Don prophet a prophet
(Intro)

(Chorus)
Bad be	-bad Bad Bad Indian
And if a bwoy try a thing
Them there youth have fe wrong
Bad Bad Bad Bad Bad Arawak
And if a bwoy
fall

If I don't come back by then
Lord, I won't be back at all

Well, that mean old dirty Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe
Mean old Frisco
Intro: 
Whoooooaaaaaa 
Emperor Selassie 
Liveth and reigneth in ah you and I 
Sit up pon the throne in ah Mount Zion 
My Lord 

Chorus:
see it face to face
All by your place

Sign me up Santa Fe
And call your son
Sign me up Santa Fe
On the cross Santa Fe
And all I want
Sign me up
I ain't going tell nobody what Sante Fe has done for me
I ain't going tell nobody what Sante Fe has done for me
If you want to know baby you're
Well that mean old dirty Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe.
Mean old Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe.
You know they take my girl away,
Lord,
If I don't come back by then, Lord, I won't be back at all.

Well that mean old dirty Frisco and that low down Santa Fe.
Mean old Frisco and that
Li-I-I-I-I-fe
Li-I-I-I-I-fe
Li-I-I-I-I-fe
Li-I-I-I-I-fe
Li-I-I-I-I-fe
Li-I-I-I-I-fe

Better than li-I-I-I-I-fe
Turning away ,
Makes it
and the Santa Fe.
See the old smoke rising round the bend,
I reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend.

Folks around these parts set the time of day
southbound

[Chorus]
Three hundred miles to Santa Fe
Got a momma to see or the Devil to pay
Gonna be there by the break of day
And I'm southbound
Three hundred
What a hard man Fe dead!
Well, boy by the
Track of the teeth
And all the friend fish
They caught in the sear.
They also got six quarts of run,
I dreamt that I was dreaming
I was wired to a clock
Tickled by the minute hand
Tick tock tick tick tock
I dream I'm on a train
And it is making music
(Intro)
F.P. and Apache free-style combination

(Chorus)
You can talk all you want, look but don't touch
Are we gonna get real serious
You can
(Intro)
You no see nough people wan no the Indian
True the dollars well strong and me big pon the
Island come make me show them 24/7 right
Round
mountain by the Chinese border
Say the seek them a fight fe Kalistania
In-a pind and city nough people suffer
The greeb them a beg fe food and water
stand by my side

And protect me from the

 

Dem a wolf in sheep's clothing

Dem a fox 'pon the sly

Dem a beelzebub disciple

Come fe fight
 perdida why la  perdida.
Coro
Haz estado en el Tibet,
Haz logrado levitar,
Te han abierto un triángulo en la frente,
Para tu tercer ojo usar,
Ya
you're talking
Well, I'm thwarted by a metaphysic puzzle
And I'm sick of grading papers that I know
And I'm shouting in my sleep, I need a muzzle
All
I dreamt that I was dreaming
I was wired to a clock
Tickled by the minute hand
Tick tock tick tick tock
I dream I'm on a train
And it is making
She rolled up from the bar with Kahlua and cream
Parked her wheel chair by the karaeoke machine
Closed her eyes and sang "Dancing Queen"
She sang
Rastaman philosophy
Dem heart well set and fixed
Yes their mind all dressed in dem pride and vanity
Dem say we born in sin and shame and iniquity
By
I dreamt that I was dreaming
I was wired to a clock
Tickled by the minute hand
Tick tock tick tick tock
I dream I'm on a train
And it is making music