Lyrics:
The clock of St. James looking down through the rain
In a city blackened with time
Alleys and the doorways are grim
Street lights dimmed from
And I like the names more than anything
Take St. James Way (Voie lactée)
Take St. James Way, don't ever doubt it
The first to tell, the last
shows them light
He shows them light
St. James
St. James
St. James
Passing up the luck
Working with his hands
Making sure their kids
Don't grow up like he
Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones
In fact, he's remarkably fat
He doesn't haunt pubs, he has eight or nine clubs
For he's the St. James's Street
way from St. James
To Mary's in the field
You'll find she plays guitar
Sometimes with her band
But she plays the bass like a Messiah
If you find
St. James, Portmore, weh yuh seh?
Walk through di valley of di shadow of death
Teejay, Teacha
Up Top, spin dem like ah hub cap, Gaza
Weh dem
flowers in my sleep
The day I left as we were standing alone
She swore to me those dreams would keep
And the bells of St. James were ringing
The bells
smelled those flowers in my sleep
The day I left as we were standing alone
She swore to me those dreams would keep
And the bells of St. James were
Don't get Ghost like James St. Patrick Swayze
Don't get Ghost like James St. Patrick Swayze
cdios I got go, pop em watch em topple slow
I Lock n
I woke up one Monday morning
And I didn't know what to do
And in my head, was something yawning
And it was yawning about you
Bring me to James! St.
who knows when
I will be by your place
or ride in the Autumn leaves
around St. James
or pick up where we left off
Our dreams we'll follow them
We'll
GET YOURS!! [Flavor Flav]
[Ice Cube]
Five niggaz on the roof with the proof
And one went out
White boy wanna know what it's all about
Back in St. Louis
chased him ‘round town
Till he was beat
St. James (St. James)
Basin Street (Basin Street)
French Quarter (French Quarter)
Bourbon Street (Bourbon Street)
hills of green If you've plans for supper you can bet I'll be late
For I'll be down on my knees outside St. James's Gate
I would take a train or a boat
I stepped out of the St. James hotel
And I left you behind curled up like a child
A change is gonna come
And as the door whispered shut
I walked
Jump pon me carpet fly a St. Mary
And next to St. Ann you have Trelawny
Where the people them a look think say a genie
St. James where me pass then
Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary
See my baby there
She's stretched out on a long, white table
She's so sweet, so cold, so fair
Let
Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary
See my baby there
She's stretched out on a long, white table
She's so sweet, so cold, so fair
Let
me I'll make my home back in ol' St. James.
Now, I ‘s takin' this gal ta church, ta learn her how ta pray.
She starts ta movin' that thing
Oh, Coco
Well, folks, I'm going down to St. James Infirmary
And seen my little baby there
She's stretched out on a long, white table
Well, she
Jezebel
Hellfire, hellfire
St. James is a liar
The 7 deadly sins cite
All of my priors
The 7 deadly sins cite
All of my priors
Prince of dark came in
And Sickles tattooed on each of his client's butt cheeks
James attempted to get the charge dismissed on grounds of
Entrapment, arguing that the cop came
1st
ST. JAMES INFIRMARY
I went down to the St. James Infirmary
to find a doctor who could mend all my tears
and the nurse, she sighed as she smiled
In St. James Park you told me
It was gonna be alright
In high road square I heard you
Saying your goodbye
Under the trees in Northern Wood
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