Natty Dreadlocks Stand Up Right Johnny Clarke

Dont take natty dread Dont take natty dread For a puppy show For a puppy show Dont take natty dread Dont take natty dread For a puppy show Natty dread be up right now Natty dread stand up right now Dont

Roots, Natty Roots, Natty Congo Johnny Clarke

Roots natty roots, natty congo, Roots natty roots natty dread. Roots natty roots, natty congo. Our foreparents were born, in Africa, And we are born in Jamaica.

Roots, Natty Roots, Natty Congo (Remastered 2001) Johnny Clarke

Roots Natty roots, Natty congo Roots Natty roots Natty Dread Roots Natty roots Natty Congo Our foreparents were born, in Africa And we are born in Jamaica But every day, some people a talk Like they are

Dreadlocks The Time Is Now (2002 Digital Remaster) The Gladiators

I had a vision last night That I was walking on a street of gold This dream that I saw is where I and I should have been So let's unite and stand up, fight for our rights Dreadlocks the time is now Stand

Guess Who's Coming To Dinner Black Uhuru

Guess who's coming to dinner, Natty Dreadlocks Guess who's coming to dinner, Natty Dreadlocks Oh I can see you brought some herb for me, Natty Dreadlocks And Rasta near land Nyah Binghi Cudjoe are coming

Global War Alborosie

compassionate of mi Don't teach I am a fool 'Cause I've been writing my own stories And I've been doing my own trip Neva believe inna no institution To set my mind free 'Cause what was left, must come right

Declaration Of Rights (Remastered 2000) Johnny Clarke

Look, how long they, brought us down here Have us in bondage, right through these years Fussing and fighting, among ourselves Nothing to achieve this way, it's worser than hell, I say Get up and fight

Declaration Of Rights Johnny Clarke

Verse 1 Look how long they brought us down here Have us imbounded right through this hell fussin and fightin amongst ourselves nothing to achieve this way it's worser then hell i say Chorus Get up and

Dreadlocks The Time Is Now The Gladiators

I had a vision last night That I was walking on a street of gold The street that I saw Is where I and I should have been So let's unite and stand up and fight for our rights Dreadlocks, the time is

Young Girl Don Carlos

Young girl young girl In love with the dreadlocks who oh Young little girl say she love the natty dread she love the natty dreadlocks gone to bed Young little girl say she love the natty dread she love

Be Holy My Brothers And Sisters Johnny Clarke

It's quarter to three, there's no one in the place Except you and me So set 'em' up Joe, I got a little story I think you should know We're drinking my friend, to the end Of a brief episode Make it one

Simmer Down Johnny Clarke

Simmer down.. don't mek you so hot, man.Simmer down.. say you will get dropped, man.Simmer down.. man, you hear what I say?Simmer down.. see why won't you, why won't you, why won't you simmer down?...

African Roots Johnny Clarke

African rootsJust call me African rootsPlease call me African rootsJust call me African rootsI was born and raise in the ghettoWith the blood of african rootsSo you can always call meCall me africa...

Mix Up The Gladiators

I-man don't like to get mix up (mix up, mix up) By pushing me mouth in something I can't prove (no, no, no) I-man don't take hearsay (hearsay) Dem kind of things bring mix up (mix up, mix up) I-man no

None Shall Escape The Judgment (Extended Ver.) Johnny Clarke, King Tubby

time These words I sing to all mankind Arise black man Jehovah has come Forwarding to Babylon To declare equal rights and justice Among the heathen Yes the weak heart must fall Only the righteous shall stand

Natty dread Bob Marley

Dread, Natty Dread now, (Natty Dread) Dreadlock Congo Bongo I. (Natty Dread) Natty Dreadlock in a Babylon: (Natty Dread) A dreadlock Congo Bongo I. (Natty Dread) Eh!

Natty dread Bob Marley

Dread, Natty Dread now, (Natty Dread) Dreadlock Congo Bongo I. (Natty Dread) Natty Dreadlock in a Babylon: (Natty Dread) A dreadlock Congo Bongo I. (Natty Dread) Eh!

I Won't Back Down Johnny Cash

Well I won't back down, no I won't back down You can stand me up at the gates of hell But I won't back down Gonna stand my ground, won't be turned around And I'll keep this world from draggin' me down

Trod On Culture

them back so Fe seep a hope on i natty dread and him bag of ganja Trod on yeah eah Trod on Did you ear dat Trod on Who have ears let them ear Trod on Ear me again Babylon a burn up him back so Fe Keep

Bourbon Street Blues Gilby Clarke

This poor boy was searching for an easy way out He stole some poison from the voodoo house Locked up in his bedroom ‘cause he felt so ashamed He couldn’t take away his pain He’s just a slave to his

Johnny Thin Lizzy

Swears he'll kill any man that tells his story He's not sorry for what he's done He broke into a drugstore To cure his daily need He didn't mean to shoot the guard But he was blinded by the greed Oh Johnny

Rastaman live up! Bob Marley

Rastaman, live up! Bongoman, don't give up! Congoman, live up, yeah! Binghi-man don't give up! Keep your culture: Don't be afraid of the vulture!

Rastaman live up! Bob Marley

Rastaman, live up! Bongoman, don't give up! Congoman, live up, yeah! Binghi-man don't give up! Keep your culture: Don't be afraid of the vulture!

Rastaman Live Up Bob Marley

Rastaman, live up! Bongoman, don't give up! Congoman, live up, yeah! Binghi-man don't give up! Keep your culture: Don't be afraid of the vulture!

JOHNNY Neil Young

JOHNNY Someone wants to blow up the planet Johnny wants to find out why Johnny did a show in St. Louis Love came through the sky.

Shut Up Gilby Clarke

Shut up You already got me hooked Oh, honey won't you shut up Shut up Read like a story book Baby, won't you shut up Shut up You got a fascination with love Some time's love's not enough Funny how everything

Johnny Bravo Superbutt

> Look, how incredibly strong I am My shoulders hold a ton of weight Trouble lives next door, we meet every day It pushes me around, but I stand straight Look, how incredibly solid I am I'm a concrete

Surabaya Johnny Marianne Faithfull

I had just turned sixteen that season When you came up from Burma to stay. And you told me I ought to travel with you, You were sure it would be OK.

Zimbabwe Bob Marley

Natty Dread it in-a (Zimbabwe); Set it up in (Zimbabwe); Mash it up-a in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe); Africans a-liberate (Zimbabwe), yeah.

Zimbabwe Bob Marley

Natty Dread it in-a (Zimbabwe); Set it up in (Zimbabwe); Mash it up-a in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe); Africans a-liberate (Zimbabwe), yeah.

Sorry I Can't Write a Song About You Gilby Clarke

Someday, it'll be all right. Maybe it'll be okay. Someday, it'll be all right. Maybe it'll be okay. I want to tell you something, sing it from my heart.

Big Up Mellow Mark

REFRAIN: Ich sage Big up, UP ich trage meine natty dreads Big up, das hat noch keinen mann verlezt Big up ey, Songtexte alles vorurteil ist krank Big Up oone God, alles Lob, aller Dank!

Wasn't Yesterday Great Gilby Clarke

Stayed in bed in my hangover clothes I couldn't get up for the day Wasn't yesterday great Dropping out of the machine Walk the nuclear slide Got a headache from the strobelights An acid overdrive chorus

Right Time (2001 Digital Remaster) The Mighty Diamonds, Fragga Ranks

Natty Dread will never run away, no, no, no Natty Dread will never run away Marcus Garvey, prophesy say, oh yeah Man a go find him back against the wall, yeah It a go bitter when the right time comes Lord

The L&N Don't Stop Here Anymore Johnny Cash

I was born and raised at the mouth of hazard hollow The coal cars rolled and rumbled past my door But now they stand in a rusty row all empty Because the l & n don't stop here anymore I used to think my

African Teacher Burning Spear

Teach me, teach me, teach me, teach me, teacher Teach I and I African teacher I never be late, I always early I never absent I always present That's why I and I nah sit down inna no back bench Natty

Superstar Gilby Clarke

Coming up for air with a cigarette. Cold sweat, the shakes, and vodka sex. Warming up to people you that used to hate. Work your poverty. Superstar, it’s so hard to hang with you.

Punk Rock Pollution Gilby Clarke

Wash your mouth you stink, Dangerous and vicious Like you, incarcerate me now chorus Can't breathe, don't need Punk rock pollution Can't breathe, don't need Punk rock pollution Somebody strung me up

Sunny Side Up Johnny Hamp

Keep your sunny side up,up! Hide the side that gets blue. If you have nine sons in a row. Baseball teams make money, You know! Keep your funny side up,up! Let your laughter come through, do!

Hunting Dogs Gilby Clarke

This is my generation So natural to hate Never had so much to loose The mid-day coffee blues Hunting dogs don't kill their own If only I could stop this room From spinning 'round I'm so confused I wake up

Alien Gilby Clarke

I'm scuzzied out of my head Powered down everything The static's deafening All wired up for the end Am I on top of the world?

Beware Of The Dog Gilby Clarke

Tie me up, tie me down, you're wearing me out Constricted, so vicious, what a rush I got Yeah, What a shock I got this morning Yeah, when I caught you masturbating Beware of the dog Beware of the dog He's

What'd I Say Johnny Cash

Come on honey don't you treat me wrong Come and love your daddy all night long Hey, hey all right Hey, hey baby, what'd I say See that girl with a diamond ring I know where she got that thing Hey

Nothing Left Johnny Winter

Woke up inside myself this morning, uncertainty all around Got straight and turned on to some happiness, then I lay back down, all there was around Nothing left but ashes, and the smell Went down to the

Johnny Craig David

teacher he's hoping that they go away Even though his mom and dad they both got problems of their own Caught in a catch 22 but he'd still rather be at home Crys himself to sleep and prays when he wakes up

Tijuana Jail Gilby Clarke

Welcome to salvation, my Tequila's my companion for this evening of oblivion Everyone around me, kinda bores me, it makes me lonely with the friends I never had Packing up my Mustang cuz' this city has

Song Of The Patriot Johnny Cash

where I have to I'm a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam A rough riding fighting Yankee man And when I see old Glory waving I think of all the brave men who have fought and died for what is right

Inna Di Red Stephen Marley

I didn't get no sleep at all last night My shoulders were as heavy as lead I felt something was just not right I had to roll a little spliff for my head So I took a walk inside Talked to I, I self Trying

Johnny Feelgood Liz Phair

Johnny Feelgood Johnny feel good, Johnny right on Johnny miss you, Johnny light on Johnny makes me feel strangely good about myself Moderation is a memory Dive right in and let him send me

Hang On In There Baby Johnny Bristol

Hang On In There Baby Johnny Bristol Words & Music: Johnny Bristol Hmmm! Hmmm! Yeah! Oh! Baby! Hmmm!