Lord have ya seen Johnny Aberdeen

dis man's really amazin'

in three piece suit or jeans

he's in I magazine, on every tele screen

goin' whey no man no man has been

behind da scene oh behind da scene!

Ah wish dat I could be as righteous as Johnny

don't care 'bout di money, di gals or di glory

mi know de time will tell

if Johnny gone a hell or if Johnny's singin' wid angels!

Breddas and sistas do you remember

Aberdeen's last letter, him died of strong fever

di month was decemberbut who know di hour?

goin' whey no man no man has been

behind da scene oh behind da scene!

Ah wish dat I could see a good man like Johnny

don't care 'bout di money, di gals or di glory

Johnny never grow old, he had di heart of gold!

I laugh though dem take I for a fool

so I turn meself to di golden rule

like me dear old mama used to say

"don't worry just live you life day by day

keep on laughin' and sing likkle boy

life is a game we all must enjoy"

don't care about di passin' of time

evry second I live is divine,

like me dear old papa used to say

"dis world's an illusion come and play!"

keep on laughin' and sing likkle boy

life is a game we all must enjoy"

Mi come wid Garlic
to drop some lyrics
an fi play some tricks
we optimistic
got big lickin stick
call us atomic
bionic ironic
electric
mi teach Lord Comic!

So me di group and mi troop gonna try to move your feet
to dis old swingin' beat!
mi got home afta de party
tuesdee nite 1.30
mi found di doctor like a dog inna heat and mi darlin' talkin' sweet:
"flip mi ova and bone mi doctor, push wood inna di fiya!"

Doctor! where's you manners? you no mo' mi fella
so mi ran to mi gun an' shoot dem dung inna di cella!!

darlin' darlin never mi wid you
roses are red and violets are blue
darlin darlin mi no bagaboo
darlin mi nah clean your shoe
darlin darlin don't play dis song
cya mi come first and you second
38 or 45 whatever di size
and bye bye bye!

a likkle afta comin' from afar
a rumble in di yard growin loud and loud
mi run a di door mi open di door
good gracious a yellow ting like a flyin' scooter
mi decide fi meself to hopon
and tell di driver
"quick bredda quick black maria afta I!"
but you know him turn to mi
whatchaman di one and only Garlic Hooper!
you know di trumpeter!!

funny lyrics and music is all I bring inna mi tree piece suit and ting!
rememba me once inna di klubah made you sing and swing wid mi old darlin' ting!
all ah got fi dat: 3 long years inna custody
inna jail called "mercury"
me keepa was a portugee
him treated mi like a santapee
and him lied like a pharisee
but ah ain't got no fear
di allmighty guide I down there
I man smarter
Skalipsoul is di highway robba
I back on earth wid 15000 dollas!

gimme justice for di king is back

man beware it's me last attack

mi head's like a book dat is well compact

mi tongue like a gun dat never yet snap

run man run if ya see me come

monkey see monkey do go home!

don't care you face look innocent

you're like a monkey you're insolent!

delirious mule you're so arrogant!

oh laws me bawlin' fi punishment!

imitators now me know a lot!

don't ya know di only sureshot?

just in time put you in di fryin' pan

and ah let ya in man til di end of time!

you played wid di fiya when ya steal mi banner!

no you ain't got no honour better run fi cover!!

court in session Buster presidin'

him sentence ya three thousands years inna jail

man if ya goin a Zion high

go tell I and I you sinner man

you cyan't copy I musical ting

cos' you know noting bout I singin' machine

I've passed through de mill Lors I know de pain

open your eyes look who's back again

ah should have known by dis look in your eyes

dat you was a devil in disguise

right on time mi back on de scene

right on time di lord crown I king!

just in time put you in di fryin' pan

and ah let ya in man til di end of time!

you played wid di fiya when ya steal mi banner!

no you ain't got no honour better run fi cover!!

So one more day, another night
One more year without you
God I'm so blue, honey I miss you
So one more day, another night
One more year without you
God I'm so blue, don't know how old are you...

I mus' say if I had de money
I could show you a better day
but tings dem not so easy today
ain't no fun inna di city
from bad to worse everyday
God I polish shoes, man I beg fi money
tings dem so hard pon me!


ten years I livin' on de streets
still don't know how to make ends meet
tell me what do you learn at school
do your new daddy tink I'm a fool?
I'm dyin' to hear from you
I still polish shoes and still beg fi money
tings dem so hard pon me!

Margarita
Margarita
Margarita
Margarita

Rushden road Margarita danced
"blow Don D blow" she said like inna trance
she was de queen of de rumba beat
he was de troubled man of de ska beat.
On new year's eve inna Johnsontown
de Skatalites played from dusk till dawn
wrong medication plus depression
blood on de floor whappened troubled Don?

Margarita
Margarita
Margarita
Margarita


Stabbed in di chest convicted murderer
she met her death when she met her lover
"open di door fi me open Junie!"
di clock stroke four...end of di story.
Inna Bellevue, home of lunatics,
di doctor kicked Don Cosmic so sick
di musical prophet sowed de seeds
a precious sound's now rulin' de streets

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