: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... Ya there are Refrain: Ya there are there are so many things to see, So many things to do for me, So many things to say
: Music can give we so much strenght, but dem abuse it, yo listen up me friend, nah let we loose it, and let we bun dem trend, ya we refuse it, all a
: (Oh Jah, I know you never leave me alone, no matter what dem do. Oh Jah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh Jah, I know you never leave me alone, no matter what
: Ah-yo, die Welt is so krank, ah-yo die Welt ist so krank mein Freund - I know Die Welt is so krank, ah-yo die Welt ist so krank mein Freund - I know
: Free yaself from all that evil last night something has kept me awake, a thousand faces which all wanna fake me with dem artificial smile and the
: I know we meant to be together me girl and my love it flows like a waterfall no dem can't seperate us no no noway and we?ll always be together i pray
: Refrain: Lively Up Yourself ? and free yourself from all da wicked addiction Lively Up Yourself ? wake up we can look through dem fiction Lively Up
: Die grosste Kunst im Leben sich nicht stressen zu lassen, will kreativ, will recorden, Platten pressen in Massen, muss auf den Zug aufspringen denn
: Ref.: everlasting creativity, to bring me words to higher stages of infinity, dem negativity is not the way to sucess, it`s not the way to progress
: We go bun dem ? we go bun dem hypocrites and demma badman We go bun dem ? Yeeeeeeaaah! Verse 1: Ya me say FYAH! ? bun dem corruption yo bun dem desire
: Uhhhh uhhh uhhhh uhhh uhhhh uhhh Oh Jah, I know you never leave me alone, no matter what dem do, no matter what dem do. Babylon a put me in a captivity
: Two in the morning and it is last call, the taste of wine that's tattooed on my collar, yeah, and I am sober, and the bouncers are all dead, with a
: I try, to slake my, thirst on desert sand. hot dunes choke my throat, arid & parched. I try , to slake my, thirst on desert sand. how can i, slake
: Desde lo mas profundo de las tinieblas de la noche, perdido en aquellos lugares donde aun el demonio teme respirar... estoy alli mirandote, dominando
: And I've been dragging the lake for dead kids, While you were sleeping, Crossing away the calendar, Rotting away, into the ground, Where you belong
: This is what the edge of your seat was made for, Holding on, on your own, This is what the edge of your seat was made for, And this, This is what
: Rawwwrr (x2) Taking back, what you stole from me. Taking back, what you stole from me baby. Taking back, what you stole from me. Taking back, what
: A cherry sunset blossoms, But we're not there to watch it fall, On the vacant canvas, we should be waiting, With our face down on the grass, Staring