Deadlock Holiday lyrics |
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I was walkin' down the street Concentratin' on truckin' right I heard a dark voice beside of me And I looked round in a state of fright I saw four faces, one mad A brother from the gutter They looked me up and down a bit And turned to each other I say I don't like cricket oh no I love it I don't like cricket no no I love it Don't you walk through my words Got to show some respect Don't you walk through my words 'Cause you ain't heard me out yet Well he looked down at my silver chain He said "I'll give you one dollar" I said "you got to be jokin' man, It was a present from me Mother" |
He said "I like it, I want it, I'll take it off your hands And you'll be sorry you crossed me You'd better understand that you're alone, A long way from home!" I say I don't like reggae no no I love it I don't like reggae I love it Don't you cramp me style Don't you queer me pitch Don't you walk through my words 'Cause you ain't heard me out yet I hurried back to the swimming pool Drinkin' Pina Colada I heard a dark voice beside me say "Would you like something harder" She said "I've got it, you want it, My harvest is the best |
And if you try it, you'll like it And wallow in a Dreadlock Holiday" And I say Don't like Jamaica oh no I love her Don't like Jamaica oh no I love her oh yea Don't you walk through her words Got to show some respect Don't you walk through her words 'Cause you ain't heard her out yet I don't like cricket I love it DREADLOCK HOLIDAY I don't like reggae I love it DREADLOCK HOLIDAY Don't like Jamaica I love it DREADLOCK HOLIDAY |
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