21 Girls Salute - Barrington Levy

Don't wanna think? Oh then let's go... Too many things they just go wrong You say "I don't think I'm the best one..." "& I don't think I can let go" Woah-ohh If you got dreams go follow them Lets fall from the stars like Comets did And they'll get mad won't call it fair 21 Gun Salute for em' then Firing squad they all fall again Blessings fall from the heavens here I gave my all just to take it there Go & live your life like it's worth sum & Don't you forget this the best one When you go for your dreams it hurts less huh? Cause there's no one way to chase love Woah-ohh If you got dreams go follow them Lets fall from the stars like Comets did And they'll get mad won't call it fair 21 Gun Salute for em' then Firing squad they all fall again Blessings fall from the heavens here I gave my all just to take it there

21 gun salute I guess i saw it in my tv show With the look of the sun on the city-scape I caught the subway home with a belly-ache When you look in the face of my friends When i try to talk with a cloudy head I keep fucking it up, and it's rough Maybe it's just that i'm out of luck It all goes downhill after the rains, after the floods Only mountains retain the shape, retain the blood All the secrets you've kept till now, you'll keep till the grave 21 gun salute I had to put the body to rest I guess is saw it in my fevered sleep With a cough to wake up in the morning breeze It all goes downhill after the rains, after the floods Only mountains retain the shape, retain the blood All the secrets you've kept till now you'll keep till the grave All slow to face when i'm wrong enough Long shall we wait for another one It all goes downhill after the rains, after the floods Only mountains retain the shape, retain the blood All you seek is gone

Flip Flip, yo Off the roof 21 gun salute (One, One) I love the truth 'Cause it make them uncomfortable (turn, turn, turn, turn) My lifestyle's wonderful (One) My future is colourful (One) Why they so miserable? (One) They come like Miss Trunchbull (turn, turn) Bro stepped out with a Glock 19 I feel untouchable Bad B talk like she wanna be wifey I can't put my trust in you (told me turn, ayy) My blessings still comes in two (told me turn) My presence fill up the room (told me turn, ayy) They think I do ooh-ooh Call me Professor Dumbledore (turn, turn, turn) Call me Lord Voldemort (One) Call me Ron Weasley (flip, flip) I thought trappin' was easy until the feds wanna put me on B wing (turn) They tried tell me category one or two No, it weren't no category three ting (turn, turn, turn, turn, ayy) Same day I got my sentence I still went and sent a pack to C wing (told me turn) Shorty said she wouldn't leave me but I soon heard "I'm done with you" (One) She said, "I'll still keep in touch with you" (One) And, "I still have love for you" And, if you have love for me Why would you let them put cuffs on you? (S-S-S-Suh) How can I put my trust in you? (Told me turn, ayy) How many times did the gang dem scream "Free me"? Police just don't wanna leave me (told me turn) Told bro I'll blow and he didn't believe me He used to throw away my CDs (told me turn, ayy) Top floor flip, you ever heard the beenies? They fall in love when they see me (turn, turn, turn) Might give it up if she tease me (One) She rub it all like a genie (One) Off the roof 21 gun salute I love the truth 'Cause it make them uncomfortable My lifestyle's wonderful My future is colourful Why they so miserable? They come like Miss Trunchbull (turn, turn) Bro stepped out with a Glock 19 I feel untouchable Bad B talk like she wanna be wifey I can't put my trust in you (told me turn, ayy) My blessings still comes in two (told me turn) My presence fill up the room (told me turn, ayy) They think I do ooh-ooh Call me Professor Dumbledore (turn, turn, turn, turn) On the move He burnin' my dough on the spoon (rise it) Up and shoot then, brodie, get back in the coupe I just shut down the Malis and Scousers I'm back in the bando, I barricade doors (hahaha) My nigga, my story is real, they can vouch for me I know you fabricate yours Three in the mornin' They got me in custody talkin' to constables (not again) A trap house went up in flames on the mains And they said I'm responsible (yeah) I'm not the nigga you saw (yeah) I'm not the nigga you thought I bought my bitch a new bag, I made it back already I'm comfortable (ski, ski, ski) You niggas know LB my twin And most of you niggas our nephews, our kids (hahaha) I'm sendin' you rats to the hood Then I'm bringin' my niggas to live in the sticks (facts) Half a billion streams, independent Most niggas ain't done what we did (they ain't done what we did) We done turned down five mill' deals Let me talk my shit, I'm young and I'm rich (ski, ski) Off the roof 21 gun salute I love the truth 'Cause it make them uncomfortable My lifestyle's wonderful My future is colourful Why they so miserable? They come like Miss Trunchbull (turn, turn) Bro stepped out with a Glock 19 I feel untouchable Bad B talk like she wanna be wifey I can't put my trust in you (told me turn, ayy) My blessings still comes in two (told me turn) My presence fill up the room (told me turn, ayy) They think I do ooh-ooh Call me Professor Dumbledore (turn, turn, turn, turn)

שלום אני נוסע אני לא רוצה שתלוו אותי הלאה לא שיש לי אשליות בקשר ללונדון לונדון לא מחכה לי גם שם אהיה לבד שלום אני נוסע אני לא רוצה שתלוו אותי הלאה לא שיש לי אשליות בקשר ללונדון לונדון לא מחכה לי גם שם אהיה לבד גם שם אהיה לבד בלונדון יש יותר סרטים בלונדון מוזיקה טובה בלונדון טלוויזיה מצויינת בלונדון אנשים יותר אדיבים כך שהייאוש נעשה יותר נוח אתה מבין? הייאוש נעשה יותר נוח שלום אני נוסע אני לא רוצה שתלוו אותי הלאה לא שיש לי אשליות בקשר ללונדון לונדון לא מחכה לי גם שם אהיה לבד גם שם אהיה לבד בלונדון יש יותר סרטים בלונדון מוזיקה טובה בלונדון טלוויזיה מצויינת בלונדון אנשים יותר אדיבים כך שהייאוש נעשה יותר נוח אתה מבין? הייאוש נעשה יותר נוח בלונדון טלוויזיה מצויינת בלונדון אנשים יותר אדיבים כך שהייאוש נעשה יותר נוח אתה מבין? אז לפחות שהטלוויזיה תהיה טלוויזיה אז לפחות שהטלוויזיה תהיה טלוויזיה שלום שלום שלום

Chumbawamba Miscellaneous The Englishman Abroad Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun Taking on the locals, every man jack of 'em Stupid, drunken, gobby toughs No excuse is good enough Arrogant, ignorant, insensibly pissed When you've nothing to prove, you prove it with your fists This is England's chief export Football hooligans--an embarrassment to the sport