Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day. Fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way. Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town.
I didn't believe in anyone. but I found you today. my eyes are not close baby. I still remember. . If my words are not that clear. I know my heart is understanding.
Amongst the many different people. and the many different places. where do I stand in the eyes amongst the many different faces. as a stranger. peering like a spy into a window.
CHORUS. Turn On The Red Light / Keep The Fires Burning. Turn On The Red Light / Satisfaction Guaranteed Tonight. . Hide now, run back to the protection of all your shelters, Here comes the worst storm.
Timeless are the vibes. Original Badman MC ZULU 'pon dem case. The one called Liquid Stranger a hit you with Riddim, Well you done know already. . Party time, keep it hot. Baby make your body rock..
Introducing the ambassadors of Caribbean Culture. . CHORUS. We got the East side crowd, bodies in motion. We got the West side crowd, bodies in motion.
Blaze up The Sacrament people. Communication with the most high is the one thing that we must seek inna this here time, you understand. Right now you're checking the vibes of the badman ZULU... Whitelabel Menace, exclusive.
Check, yeah, yo. So right, so fresh. Top five, no less. So right, I just flesh. Gonna get me down on the head. So, ya'wanna hear TT on the KDA with the Katy B (?).
Don't know what I want, Don't know what I need. Don't know who I am, Don't know who I'll be. A simple shame indeed and in my sound track. But it's a shame that gives my days the shame of having pride.
Looks. The looks. Looks. The looks. Looks. The looks. Looks. The looks. Looks. . [Chorus: x2]. She's got the looks. To make it. Looks. To fake it. Looks.