Oiay, efusa, said ibo man to me. Rasta messenger. You're welcome. Oiay efusa, said ibo man to me. Rasta messenger. No problem. Lagos Jump, Lagos jumping.
Far out scenery, the year 2000. You like destruction, well let's get started. The country's broke, the kids retarded. Crime stained lovers in cities rotted.
Many loves have come to you. With a line that wasn't true. And then you passed them by, (passed them by). While you're in the center ring,. And their lines don't mean a thing,.
I can't remember. the last time I felt love for you. I hate pretending. that all those things I said were true. . So let me go, let me fade. let me just spread my wings and fly away.