Tekst :
Throwing rockstone upon adumper truck
Throwing rockstone upon a
dumper truck
Men standing over I and I and
we are not wild
Forcing jack hammers
through the concrete wall
That s the only way a dread
can make a bread
Satta dread satta you time soon
come
Throwing rockstone upon a
dumper truck
Throwing rockstone upon a
dumper truck
I and I fore parents did
have all the riches
Now it s taken away
And dem work iniquity and a
burn bad lamp pon dem wanna
neda
Dem a burn bad lamp and
work iniquity wo oh
Everytime I work on this
truck mi tear off mi shirt
I trod it ital but duckie
stich his own up
We fling rockstone upon a
dumper truck
Throwing rockstone upon a
dumper truck
Throwing rockstone upon a
dumper truck
Packing up rockstone upon a
dumper truck
The Queen would like to know
I and I know that for sure
Cause we down yea
We are the slave
We are the slave
Digging digglng
Down a sandy gully
We do the holly gully
Enjoying plenty of collie
Tekst :
Lucille, won t you do your sister s will?Oh, Lucille, won t you do your sister s will?
Well, you ran away and left, I love you still.
Lucille, please, come back where you belong.
Oh, Lucille, please, come back where you belong.
I been good to you, baby, please, don t leave me alone.
Lucille, baby, satisfy my heart.
Oh, Lucille, baby, satisfy my heart.
I slaved for you, baby, and gave you such a wonderful start.
I woke up this morning, Lucille was not in sight.
I asked her friends about her but all their lips were tight.
Lucille, please, come back where you belong.
I been good to you, baby, please, don t leave me alone.
Tekst :
Take me now, baby, here as I amHold me close, and try and understand
Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe
Love is a banquet on which we feed
Come on now, try and understand
The way I feel when I need your hand
Take my hand, come under cover
They can t hurt you now can t hurt you now, can t hurt
you now
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to love
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Jan Wayne s gonna move yaaaaaaa
Have I a doubt, when I m alone
Love is a ring on the telephone
Love is an angel, disguised as lust
Here in our bed til the morning comes
Come on now, try and understand
The way I feel, under your command
Take my hand, and the sun resets
They can t hurt you now can t hurt you now, can t hurt
you now
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to love
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to love
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to love
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us