Telling me it's gonna be alright Alright. Words and Music By: Joe Egan, Rab Noakes, and Gerry Rafferty Published By: Baby Bun Music Ltd. / Noakes Music Ltd. / Polygram Songs Drums
You're my best friend But then you died When I was 23 and you were 25 You're my best friend But then you died And how will I survive, survive Survive
It ain't hard to adore ya Thread ya into my town Put your guard down, explore ya And I'll always be around I want to live in Jamaica Yeah I wanna live
C'e chi va via col vento per non partir da solo chi si allontana col passo lento di un sogno preso a nolo. C'e chi si avvia di sera per andar via
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
Getting (bombed | bummed) out on booze Got nothing to lose Run out of money Disposable blues Sleazy hotels Like living in hell The girls on the
[Originally by Green Day] Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road. Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to do. So make the best of
I thought I'd learned to behave but I don't feel I'm acting my age Once in a while And though things may not be the same you have helped me feel no pain
up inna federal reserves And then Rasta fuck it up and insight riot Warn dem fi cool and we did warn dem fi quiet Now dem hear the kick drum di snare
Outlawz G'yea, Slim Thugga G'yea (Kick-drums) Wuddup this ya boy Slim Thug the boss man And if y'all niggas need some motherfuckin hot beats Y'all holla at my nigga kick-drums
on songs with Jay-Z I'm the Gap like Banana Republic and Old Navy, and oooh It come out sweeter than old Sadie Nice as Bun-B when I met him at the Source
song and still went platinum Fruit Loops silly candy painted flavored cars You are a prisoner behind these eight bars [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: Bun B] Ok It's big Bun
fi all who dem hate to be falling Yet inna dem face they witness thy uprising. Feeling Irie making it into my way No apology, fire bun dem everyday-ay
Intro Red! [Drum beats] Go and wake the town,here comes the sound To give the people freedom and
singer, real story teller Real gangsta, a true veteran of the bid'ness Y'all show him some love, talk to 'em Bun [Bun B] Thank y'all for comin to see
ya wake up everday and blood still a run down ya rich man have it all and poor people have none ya beat kette drum ya drum ya Chorus: And so we meet
it up live it up live it up live it up bigger judgement again well guiltiness well it a beat ina dem brain like a drum dem can't tek the fire wha capleton bun
EH NEH EH NEH! Mackerel a veteran! EH NEH! WHEEL! Busta a big man! EH NEH! NIDDY! NOW! NOW! NOW! Well if I bun oonu a Bus a mek we buss it up (BO! BO!)