Na na na na talking about you and me yeah And the games people play
All the games peoples play now Every nite and every day now Never meaning what they say yeah Never say what they mean First you wind away your hours In your concrete towers
Soon you'll be covered up in flowers In the back of a black limousine People walking up to you Singing glory hallelujah Then they try to sock it to you In the name of the lord
Na na talking 'bout you and me and Games people play
Then they teach you how to meditate Read your horoscope and change your fate and further more to hell with hate Come on and give me some more
Turn around and look what you see What is happening to you and me God grants me the serenity yeah to remember who I am First you given up your sanity for your pride and Your vanity turn your back on humanity yeah And you don't give a damn
She knows how to bump Knows how to grind this little girl she ruft all the time she knows how to sing she don't Drink gin, knock three times She'll let you into her world Of sweet reggae music
This irie crisp sister This ruft reggae dancer her musical magic Just got to have it
Better get ready to hold on steady Don't distress it just respect it Gone too far to turn back now You made the right move you're in the groove In her world of sweet reggae music
Chorus: Whatever happened to my garden of black roses Oh nurturing years of so long Whatever happened to my garden of black roses They say a stranger treated them wrong
When I was a boy I planted a garden yeah That meant so much to me One of reality A garden of love none like this before me One of a kind equality A prayer for you and me wo ho ho ho ho
CHORUS
If we can keep the candles burning To shelter them from pain and let them live again
Shower the world with their innocence Who's tears felt like rain, history remains the same wo ho ho ho ho
Bridge: But one by one they come up missing Strangers thought that I was sleeping Some life somelife means nothing to some Watch out now we've got them on the run
Summer jammin' on the sidewalk Summer jammin' in the streets Summer jammin' in the park The people jammin' everywhere How sweet the sunshine feels Coming down from the heavens above Sends such a crazy thrill Right thru my bones, happiness is Finally here, so come out and lets Live live live (summertime) Girls on the beach havin' fun Come on out and enjoy the sun Get on outside (summertime) Thake off your hats throw off your coats Shake out your drawers and head for The door get on outside Don't you worry about a thing Cause everything's gonna be alright Get on outside (summertime) Are you ready to dance Are you ready to sing Reggae party's about to begin Get on outside
So you wanna be a rough boy So you wanna fight Haven't you got better things To do with your life?
So you wanna be a rough boy So you wanna fight Haven't you got better things To do with your life?
Like walking in the rain Chill your brain before you go insane Take a stand on love Give praises to Rasta above, oh
So you wanna be a rough boy So you wanna fight Haven't you got better things To do with your life?
So you wanna be a rough boy So you wanna fight Haven't you got better things To do with your life?
Now we're taking it to the top Never stop, won't stop and never will stop, oh Hotter the battle, sweeter the victory Life is for you and life is for me, oh
So you wanna be a rough boy So you wanna fight Haven't you got better things To do with your life?
So you wanna be a rough boy So you wanna fight Haven't you got better things To do with your life?
Take a chance, take a chance on life Take a chance, take a chance on life
Runnin' on the avenue with friends you never knew Follow bad company then you're bound to feel blue Reggae with fire then you're most get burnt Give up the life and live and try to live and learn
Walking in the rain and chill out your brain Before you go insane take a walk down the lane And take a stand on love
So you wanna be a rough boy So you wanna fight Haven't you got better things To do with your life?
So you wanna be a rough boy So you wanna fight Haven't you got better things To do with your life?
Like walking in the rain Chill your brain before you go insane Take the stand on love Give praises to Rasta above
So you wanna be a rough boy So you wanna fight Haven't you got better things To do with your life?
So you wanna be a rough boy So you wanna fight Haven't you got better things To do with your life?
So you wanna be a rough boy So you wanna fight Haven't you got better things To do with your life?
So you wanna be a rough boy So you wanna fight Haven't you got better things To do with your life?