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    Re: UB40

    swiss_cow - 29.04.2006, 14:48

    UB40
    Kingston Town

    The night seems to fade,
    But the moonlight lingers on
    There are wonders for everyone
    The stars shine so bright,
    But they're fading after dawn
    There is magic in Kingston Town

    (chorus)

    Oh Kingston Town,
    The place I long to be
    If I had the whole world
    I would give it away
    Just to see the girls at play

    And when I am king,
    Surely I would need a queen
    And a palace and everything, yeah
    And now I am king,
    And my queen will come at dawn
    She'll be waiting in Kingston Town

    (chorus)

    And when I am king,
    Surely I would need a queen
    And a palace and everything, yeah
    And now I am king,
    And my queen will come at dawn
    She'll be waiting in Kingston Town

    Food for Thought

    Ivory madonna dying in the dust,
    Waiting for the manna coming from the west.
    Barren is her bosom, empty as her eyes,
    Death a certain harvest scattered from the skies.

    Skin and bones is creeping, does`nt know he`s dead.
    Ancient eyes are peeping, from his infant head.
    Politician`s argue sharpening their knives.
    Drawing up their Bargains, trading baby lives.

    (Chorus)

    Ivory madonna dying in the dust,
    Waiting for the manna coming from the west.


    Hear the bells are ringing, Christmas on it`s way.
    Hear the angels singing, what is that they say?
    Eat and drink rejoicing, joy is here to stay.
    Jesus son of mary is born again today.


    (Chorus)

    Ivory madonna dying in the dust,
    Waiting for the manna coming from the west.
    Ivory madonna dying in the dust,
    Waiting for the manna coming from the west.



    Re: UB40

    swiss_cow - 02.05.2006, 21:47


    One In Ten

    [Chorus:]
    I am the one in ten
    A number on a list
    I am the one in ten
    Even though I don`t exist
    Nobody Knows me
    Even though I`m always there
    A statistic, a reminder
    Of a world that doesn`t care

    My arms enfold the dole queue
    Malnutrition dulls my hair
    My eyes are black and lifeless
    With an underprivileged stare
    I`m the beggar on the corner
    Will no-one spare a dime?
    I`m the child that never learns to read
    `Cause no-one spared the time

    [Chorus]

    I`m the murderer and the victim
    The licence with the gun
    I`m a sad and bruised old lady
    In an ally in a slum
    I`m a middle aged businessman
    With chronic heart disease
    I`m another teenaged suicide
    In a street that has no trees

    [Chorus]

    I`m a starving third world mother
    A refugee without a home
    I`m a house wife hooked on Valium
    I`m a Pensioner alone
    I`m a cancer ridden spectre
    Covering the earth
    I`m another hungry baby
    I`m an accident of birth.

    [Chorus]


    Red Red Wine

    Red, red wine
    Go to my head
    Make me forget that I
    Still need her so

    Red, red wine
    It's up to you
    All I can do, I've done
    But memories won't go
    No, memories won't go

    I'd have thought
    That with time
    Thoughts of her
    Would leave my head
    I was wrong
    And I find
    Just one thing makes me forget

    Red, red wine
    Stay close to me
    Don't let me be alone
    It's tearin' apart
    My blue, blue heart

    [Red Red Wine Toast Section]

    Red red wine you make me feel so fine
    You keep me rocking all of the time
    Red red wine you make me feel so grand
    I feel a million dollars when your just in my hand
    Red red wine you make me feel so sad
    Any time I see you go it makes me feel bad
    Red red wine you make me feel so fine
    Monkey pack him rizla pon the sweet dep line
    Red red wine you give me whole heap of zing
    Whole heap of zing mek me do me own thing
    Red red wine you really know how fi love
    Your kind of loving like a blessing from above
    Red red wine I love you right from the start
    Right from the start with all of my heart
    Red red wine in a 80's style
    Red red wine in a modern beat style, yeah

    [Chorus:]
    Give me little time, help me clear up me mind
    Give me little time, help me clear up me mind
    Give me Red wine because it make me feel fine
    Mek me feel fine all of the time
    Red red wine you make me feel so fine
    Monkey pack him rizla on the sweet dep line
    The line broke, the monkey get choke
    Burn bad rizla pon him little rowing boat

    Red red wine I'm gonna hold to you
    Hold on to you cause I know you love true
    Red red wine I'm gonna love you till I die
    Love you till I die and that's no lie
    Red red wine can't get you out my mind
    Where ever you maybe I'll surely find
    I'll surely find make no fuss just stick with us.

    [Chorus]

    Red red wine you really know how fi love
    Your kind of loving like a blessing from above
    Red red wine I love you right from the start
    Right from the start with all of my heart
    Red red wine you really know how fi love
    Your kind of loving like a blessing from above
    Red red wine you give me whole heap of zing
    Whole heap of zing mek me do me own thing
    Red red wine in a 80's style
    Red red wine in a modern beat style, yeah.

    Higher Ground

    Moon and stars sit way up high
    Earth and trees beneath them lie
    The wind blows fragrant lullaby
    To cool the night for you and I
    On the wing the birds fly free
    Leviathan tames angry sea
    The flower waits for honeybee
    The sunrise wakes new life in me.

    And every hour of every day I'm learning more
    The more I learn, the less I know about before
    The less I know, the more I want to look around
    Digging deep for clues on higher ground...

    The fishes swim while rivers run
    Thru fields to feast my eyes upon
    Intoxicated drinking from
    The loving cup of burning sun
    In dreams I'll crave familiar taste
    Of whispered rain on weary face
    Of kisses sweet and warm embrace
    Another time another place

    And every hour of everyday I'm learning more
    The more I learn, the less I know about before
    The less I know, the more I want to look around
    Digging deep for clues on higher ground...



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