Pulling into port, kinda stout, sort of short (I tugs and I pulls and I pulls and I tugs) In the annals of your channels if you see me I'm your man-o (I tugs and I pulls and I pulls and I tugs) Back from the sea such a beautiful vessel (I tugs and I pulls but you won't see me wrestle) With the lady out to see, I don't mean to tip Let me go down with the ship Blowing out my steam is not what it seems I am a tugboat, how'd ya like a push Blowing out my steam is not what it seems I am a tugboat, how'd ya like a push I toot my horn toot-toot for the two things I do (I tugs and I pulls and I pulls and I tugs) Tug tug, I pull more than my own weight (chug chug) I steam when I'm feeling irate If I tugs and I tugs and I can't seem to lugs If I chugs and I chugs and I sort of start to tip A crafty man sometimes needs to be flip Let me go down with the ship Blowing out my steam is not what it seems I am a tugboat, how'd ya like a push How'd ya like a real push baby Blowing out my steam is not what it seems I am a tugboat, how'd ya like a push Come on Blowing out my steam is not what it seems I am a tugboat, how'd ya like a push How'd ya like a real push baby Blowing out my steam is not what it seems I am a tugboat, how'd ya like a push I tugs and I pulls and I pulls and I tugs I tugs and I pulls and I pulls and I tugs I tugs and I pulls and I pulls and I tugs I tugs and I pulls and I pulls and I tugs I tugs and I pulls and I pulls and I tugs Let me go down with the ship Pulling into port, kinda stout, sort of short (I tugs and I pulls and I pulls and I tugs) In the annals of your channels if you see me I'm your man-o (I tugs and I pulls and I pulls and I tugs) Back from the sea such a beautiful vessel (I tugs and I pulls but you won't see me wrestle) With the lady out to see, I don't mean to tip. Let me go down with the ship Blowing out my steam is not what it seems I am a tugboat, how'd ya like a push How'd ya like a real push baby Blowing out my steam is not what it seems I am a tugboat, how'd ya like a push Come on Blowing out my steam is not what it seems I am a tugboat, how'd ya like a push How'd ya like a real push baby Blowing out my steam is not what it seems I am a tugboat, how'd ya like a push Blowing out my steam is not what it seems I am a tugboat Blowing out my steam is not what it seems I am a tugboat Blowing out my steam is not what it seems I am a tugboat Blowing out my steam is not what it seems I am a tugboat Blowing out my steam is not what it seems Blowing out my steam is not what it seems Blowing out my steam is not what it seems Blowing out my steam, blowing out my steam

You know behind this cloud, there is a sun That will shine, before it's gone Rain in your eyes, you gonna be wise I'll be back soon and we'll have fun You know behind this cloud, there is a sun That will shine, before it's gone Rain in your eyes, you gonna be wise I'll be back soon and we'll have fun You play on the slide, you sit on the swing I ride the B side, in the MIC I sing You destroy sand castles, I enjoy sound systems You pile lego blocks, we pile speaker boxes You smash pyrex, I spit lyrics You wear pull up, the room full up Please tidy up your toys, please lower that noise Funny funny faces, heavy heavy basses Sur la plage Sur la plage Sur la plage Sur la plage You know behind this cloud, there is a sun That will shine, before it's gone Rain in your eyes, you gonna be wise I'll be back soon and we'll have fun You know behind this cloud, there is a sun That will shine, before it's gone Rain in your eyes, you gonna be wise I'll be back soon and we'll have fun Yes I try to keep doing right We mashed down the dance tonight Alarm clock weird light I'll be back soon to give you a hug Sur la plage Sur la plage Sur la plage Sur la plage

Born in April 1983 Still good, and they'll see Grew in the big mill downtown neighborhood (Who'd was this? In a good mood) The first time I went on the stage I fell from the stage But I jump on it back Just as a muskateer Was it the living sign of my destiny I'm a muskateer Fighting in the world with my sword Microphone check one I'm a muskateer Fighting in the world with my sword Cocaine mash up the nose of my friends Landlord want I want pay my rents What's happened to the neighborhood? Now they are rough, in the black mood Bass on your chest Microphone test Went from west Yes I come from Brest Some-ah got knife Some-ah got gun I've got the mic that's stuff for the fun (Special __?__ to all my muskateers) My crew, my friends, my family (Stunted all your brains and your bodies!) I'm a muskateer Fighting in the world with my sword Microphone check one I'm a muskateer Fighting in the world with my sword

Sailing on the ocean Going west We are fishermen Sailing in rough seas Sailing on the ocean Going west We are fishermen Sailing in rough seas Hauling in the mainsail Holding firmly the helm Throwing and recovering Fishing net Looking for a lighthouse Horizon free from land We are far from home But the ocean is our home now Sailing on the ocean Going west We are fishermen Sailing in rough seas Sailing on the ocean Going west We are fishermen Sailing in rough seas

There is a big tree in my garden A big tree in my garden In the winter it protect me from the snow In the summer it get to me some shadow In the spring he give to me some sweet fruits During the autumn on the branches all the leaves are gone The big tree in my garden There is a big tree in my garden He was already hundred years old when I'm born Already hundred years old when I'm born A tree without roots cannot live But a tree without new branches shall not grow There is a big tree in my garden A big tree in my garden In the winter it protect me from the snow In the summer it get to me some shadow In the spring it gives to me some sweet fruits During the autumn on the branches all the leaves are gone A big tree in my garden There is a big tree in my garden He was already hundred years old when I'm born Already hundred years old when I'm born The big tree in my garden-den-den-den-den The big tree in my garden A tree without roots cannot live But a tree without new branches cannot grow A tree without roots cannot live But a tree without your branches cannot grow There is a big tree in my garden A big tree in my garden-den-den-den In the winter it protect me from the snow In the summer it get to me some shadows In the spring it gives to me some sweet fruits During the autumn on the branches all the leaves are gone (Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone) A tree without roots cannot live But a tree without new branches shall not grow

Wicked, Wicked, Wicked, Wi-wi wicked Wicked, Wicked, Wicked, Wi-wi wicked Wicked, Wicked, wicked, Wi-wi wicked Wild, It's a dubadub style From the western town come the danger Come on now! Dubadub comes from, this area Come on, now! I man Pupajim pon the microphone center Alright now! Come to mash up the word, with this big bad style ya Come on, now! Me full of lyrics full of riddims and full of gimmicks I don't give a damn about critics Lord! Automatic attack, with classics We are warriors, we are mavericks We come from Brest, not from the arctics Not from London, not from the Sussex Not from UK, not from the tropics! But we have nuff dubplates and many tactics Nuff nuff riddims and nuff nuff lyrics Back to the roots, back to basics This is the brand new stereophonics! From the western town come the danger Come on now! Dubadub comes from, this area Come on, now! I man Pupajim pon the microphone center Alright now! Come to mash up the word, with this big bad style ya Come on, now! Definitely stand high are real good cooker We are a dubadub, dubadub, fresh provider Freezing in a fridge or in a cool bag ya We are a dubadub, dubadub, fresh providers The man called Rooty, PJ, Mac Gyver Cooking freshly, we are the cool mafia Gimme fresh, gimme cold, gimme cool, and gimme freezy The three musketeers, always cooking freshly! From the western town come the danger Come on now! Dubadub comes from, this area Come on, now! I man Pupajim pon the microphone center Alright now! Come to mash up the word, with this big bad style ya Come on, now! Wicked, Wicked, wicked, wi-wi-wicked Wild It's a dubadub style Wicked, wicked, wicked, wi-wi-wicked Wild It's a dubadub style From the west, From the west From the western town From the west, From the west From the western town