The great flood of tears that we've cried
For our brothers and sisters who've died
Over four hundred years
Has washed away our fears
And strengthened our pride
Now we turn back the tide
We will no longer hear your command
We will sieze the control from your hand
We will fan the flame
Of our anger and pain
And you'll feel the shame
For what you do in gods name
(Chorus)
We will fight for the right to be free
We will build our own society
And we will sing, we will sing
We will sing our own song
When the ancient drum rythms ring
The voice of our forefathers sings
Forward Africa run
Our day of freedom has come
For me and for you
Amandla Awethu
(Chorus)
We will fight for the right to be free
We will build our own society
And we will sing, we will sing
We will sing our own song
Red, red wine goes to my head,
Makes me forget that I still need her so
Red, red wine, it's up to you
All I can do I've done
Memories won't go, memories won't go
Life is fine every time,
Thoughts of you leave my head
I was wrong, now I find
Just one thing makes me forget
Red, red wine, stay close to me
Don't let me be alone
It's tearing apart my blue heart
Red red wine, you make me feel so fine,
You keep me rockin' all of the time
Red red wine, you make me feel so grand,
I feel a million dollar when you're just in my hand
Red red wine, you make me feel so sad,
Any time I see you go, it make me feel bad
Red red wine, you make me feel so fine,
Monkey back and ease up on the sweet deadline
Red red wine, you give me holy pahzing
Holy pahzing, you make me do my own thing
Red red wine, you give me not awful love
Your kind of lovin' like a blessing from above
Red red wine, I loved you right from the start,
Right from the start, and with all of my heart
Red red wine in an eighties style
Red red wine in a modern beat style
Yeah
Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind
Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind
Give me red wine, the kind make me feel fine
You make me feel fine all of the time
Red red wine, you make me feel so fine
Monkey back and ease up on the sweet deadline
The line broke, the money get choked,
Bunbah, ganjapani, little rubber boat
Red red wine, I'm gonna hold on to you,
Hold on to you 'cause I know you love truth
Red red wine, I'm gonna love you till I die,
Love you till I die, and that's no lie
Red red wine, can't get your off my mind
Wherever you may be, I'll surely find,
I'll surely find. Make no fuss, just leave us
When me reach me yard
Me got one thing on me mind,
To hold me little woman
And fe make her feel iree.
Be play album, dub plate, and forty-five
For dat's the kind of riddim that keeps me alive.
Me turn on fe me radio
Some a chat 'bout dat
But I know more than D.J.
So I nah play you dat.
(Chorus)
Me tek a 'D' and a 'U'
An' a 'B' - not 'E'
That thing there
Is special to me.
Me listen in the morning
Also in the night
For dat form of music
Is outasight.
The newest form of music
Is easy to see
It start with a 'D'
And end with a 'B'
Dub in a de morning
And dub in a de night
Mek the whole neighbourhood
Feel alright, feel alright
When me reach me yard
Me got one thing on me mind,
To hold me little woman
And fe mek her fell iree.
When me reach me yard
Me got one thing on me mind,
To hold me little woman
And fe mek her fell iree.
Me tek a 'D' and a 'U'
An' a 'B' - not 'E'
That thing there
Is special to me.
Me listen in the morning
Also in the night
For dat form of music
Is outasight.
The newest form of music
Is easy to see
It start with a 'D'
And end with a 'B'
Dub in a de morning
And dub in a de night
Mek the whole neighbourhood
Feel alright, feel alright
Rock in a de dance
Me seh fe give dub a chance,
Rock in de blues
You know you jus' can't lose.
A dub me a defend
On dub i can depend
Check out dis yah music
And run tell yo' friend.
We don't want rock 'n' roll
And we got enough soul,
We don't want rock 'n' roll
And we got enough soul.
Bass is beutiful
If it's clean,
But dis yah dub music
Man, it well mean.
No bother follow friend
And ignore dub again.
It's simple, but effective
Can't you see?
A lot of people catch on in 'eight-three.
Now is 'eighty-four
And you must know the score,
Anything me chat, you know
The people bawl 'more.'
Me jump 'pon de graphics
Don't get vex'
All me have
A total concept
To make you feel
Iree.
To make you feel
Iree.
What a bam bam round the mike m.c.
What a bam bam round the mike m.c.
James Bond buck up general C.P.
We ram dance hall cork house party
People come from all about just fe hear we
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
As me open the door me get a face full of steam
Session ram like a tin a sardine
Just make sure seh you kerchief clean
Else you face would a full up a green
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
As me go through the crowd Jab man me hear a scream
Me I dren freddy him still a day dream
Me dip up and down like a submarine
Twice as fast as the one Barry Sheene
A good job me pants have a solid seam
A good job me kercheif nice and clean
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Fight Fe Come In (cont`d)
James Bond And General C.P.
Some a them a scream some a them a shout
Me really want you know people come from all about
Some a them a woman
Some of them a man
The whole a them want come this yak session
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Natty fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Natty dread in a the dance him a bun him collie
Baby mother deh a dance with pregnant belly
Bad boy deh a road him a fire remi
Dutty nigger deh a road them a chat shegri
But is I James Bond telling every body
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them want inside inside and no one want outside outside
Me seh the people outside want come in the session
Them want to hear James Bond and CP the general
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Why do I have to dream of you when I don't want to dream a lie?
Why do I have to dream of you when I don't want to dream a lie?
There never was a better time
For trying to set the words to rhyme
Of when a golden love turns blue
And dreams of dreams that won't come true
Every night I call your name
We're still together just the same
A lonely room, an empty bed
It always seems that way