BIG AUDIO DYNAMITE I & II- The Lyrics
C`MON EVERY BEATBOX (Jones/Letts)
"Sit tight and listen keenly while I`ll play for you a brand new musical biscuit"
There`s been a brainwave at the radio station
Old idea from the woodstock generation
Calling all the kids from across the nation
In some it brings out love in others termination
Love and unity
Don`t worry bout the power we got a generator
And publicity
Batteries for rent you can pay us later
Get your digital watches in synchronization
Producer of the shows got a selfish motivation
It`s the place to be and we got a location
Another gold disc for an album compilation
Bring the family
Everybodys` welcome there will be no discrimination
Take a tip from me
In case there`s a problem bring identification
C`mon every beatbox in the place to be
C`mon every beatbox we got a ramellzee
C`mon every beatbox let`s party and how
C`mon every beatbox let`s party right now
Party right now!
Watch me
I got it
Watch me
So the holy smokes are coming we got a confirmation
Centre of the city been a major transformation
Gandhi got a shock and he took a vacation
Check the wild life it`s a real fascination
Hope they stay in line
Raiders Possè British born but still they`re Jamaican
Dailing 999
Salt `n pepper people stirred not shaken
C`mon every beatbox in the place to be
C`mon every beatbox we got a ramellzee
C`mon every beatbox let`s party and how
C`mon every beatbox let`s party right now
Party right now!
"Hold it right there"
"The white man left me nothing out here but the underworld
and that`s were I dance, where do you dance?"
The knights of Saint George dressed for aggrovation
Heard about the party and they sent a delegation
The bulldog crew don`t need no provocation
Got a strange idea about the country`s liberation
B.A.D. and little Sipho
Help keep the peace don`t need no lawbreaker
No one can stop the show
The promotor didn`t book no undertaker
C`mon every beatbox in the place to be
C`mon every beatbox we got a ramellzee
RUSH (Jones)
If I have my time again
I would do it all the same
And not change a single thing
Even when I was to blame
For the heartache and the pain
That I caused throughout the years
How I`d love to be your man
Through the laughter and the tears
Situation no win
Rush for the change of atmosphere
I can`t go on so I give in
Gotta get myself right outta here
Now I`m fully grown
And I know where it`s at
Somehow I stayed thin
While the other guys got fat
All the chances that are blown
And the times that I`ve been down
I didn`t get too high
Kept my feet on the ground
Situation no win
Rush for the change of atmosphere
I can`t go on so I give in
Gotta get myself right outta here
And of all my friends
You`ve been the best to me
Soon will be the day
When I`ll pay you handsomely
Broken hearts are hard to mend
I know I`ve had my share
But life just carries on
Even when I`m not there
Situation no win
Rush for the change of atmosphere
I can`t go on so I give in
Gotta get myself right outta here
Situation no win
Rush for the change of atmosphere
I can`t go on so I give in
Gotta get myself right outta here
Gotta get myself right
Gotta get myself right
Gotta get myself right
Outta there
Gotta get myself right
Gotta get myself right
Gotta get myself right
Outta there
A PARTY (Jones/Letts)
Li - li - lion - Lions in a jungle
Jungles in a cage
Tra - tra - trouble - trouble in the homelands
Trouble in the homelands
Makes front page
Zu - zu - lu - come out to play
Bongo drums said today
Front page caption read like this
Natives dress as terrorist
Tribal war a perfect plan
For the one that damned the land
Since that ain`t you or me
Tribal war continually
Mountain milk for mount nutrition
Send us some more ammunition
Never buy me ivy trade
Let`s go plug a hand granade
Thank you boss - for Red Cross
Apreciate goodwill
No - no - no - stomach for our loss
Yeah - yeah - yeh - I fell quite ill
I -I - I`d - really round the flag
But we got so many
I guess thats why why you act
Like we ain`t got any
Tarzan has come home again
Heard the news diamond vein
Had to split no room to siwing
Sun City wanted him to sing!
Easy to see no unity
Masses ruled by minority
When these guys come on the scene
Ruined a good blues party
I know I`ve hear the tune before
I thought as I was kicked through the door
Something `bout admission fee
But I was sure house belong to me
They told us to go in stereo
Machine guns `gainst spear and bow
Egged on by TV cameraman
Someone called the teargas van
White knight write our wrongs
Lyrics for the protest song
Number one top of the charts
Rock and roll bleeding hearts
They offer us a special patch
Knew there had to be a catch
Family tree pulled at the root
They still bear that old strange fruit
Plenty reason plenty reason to be gum
Living by the gun down in a slum
Stake your claim blow by blow
Saw my pals go flying through the window
Li - li - lion - Lions in a jungle
Jungles in a cage
Tra - tra - trouble - trouble in the homelands
Boss in a rage
I know mister if it was you
It would be cut down like a flower
Some things never change
Corporate crime gets free range
Only out for personal gain
Grab the land and sieze the power!
Whats all this about big game?
Don`t you know the lions tame
MR. WALKER SAID (Jones/Letts/Roberts)
Hey girl I know you well
I know when you were born
Walker say we`re heaven made
Cause I`m a Capricorn
The sun the moon and stars
Predict what lies ahead
So Mr. Walker said
So every move I make
He says is prordained
Just when I think I`m free
He says I`m bound in chains
But when the night is clear
Signs are easy found
My feet are on the ground
Some people read the stars
For answers yet unknown
Some people read the stars
I think I`ll write my own
So Mr. Walker said
Some look in Tarot cards
And others cups of tea
This modern voodoo spaceman
Looks in the Galaxy
And everything he sees
Is beamed in from the med
So Mr. Walker said
Do I do what I`m supposed to do
Or what my fate spells out for me
Do I do what I`m supposed to do
Or is it in my destiny
He looks into the sky
And like a book it`s read
So Mr. Walker said
Some people read the stars
For answers yet unknown
Some people read the stars
I think I`ll write my own
So Mr. Walker said
THE BATTLE OF ALL SAINTS ROAD (Jones/Letts and Battle of New Orleans traditional)
A couple of years ago down Ladbroke Grove
The Dreads uptight sitting on a treasure trove
A skinny white dude came in and took a chair
He had a black leather jacket and greased back hair
Well they ain`t seen nothing like it down the Mangrove
Plugged his guitar into a flat iron stove
Now all the brothers they began to stare
Hillybilly cat blew `em on their derriere
It`s the booze that picks you up
And throws you against the wall
Sometimes there`s a drought
Can`t get no sense at all
Now they had the grass he had the song
The Rocker and the Ras began to get along
Looking around for something to bang
They all joined in and this is what they sang...
We fired our guns and the coppers kept a coming
There wasn`t quite as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began a running
Over Vauxhall Bridge and Via Pimlico
Cow foot curry herbage and macheté
`57 Chevy in a Rondolet
Red stripe BM a game of dominoes
Zebra serenade the honky`s and negros
Well it ain`t Mozart
Nowadays all quiet on the All Saints Road
Cops and yups come in by the truckload
A condo stands where the grass used to grow
Race attacks filofax and nobody goes
It`s the booze that picks you up
And throws you against the wall
Lost my vallet and my mind at the carnival
Seven Eleven McDonalds and Ho-Jo`s
Gettys` on the jetty watch the river flow
The Lambeth walk`s like 42nd Street
Folks I gotta tell you this town can`t be beat
Wadda dem-dem-dem.......
THE GLOBE (Jones/Stonadge)
(feat. Gogglebox and Sipho the human beatbox)
Break it on down
Bless you
Bless you
I wanna bless you
Bless you
Where are you going
My beautiful friend
Is this the road that
You take till the end
And if we left behind
Is this the highway
Of our mankind
Axes spins so round and round we go
Where we`re goin` no one really knows
Here we here we here we here we go
Feel the fire
Way down below
Come on dim the lights
It`s party time
Switch on the strobe
Do what you like
Gonna have a ball tonight
Let`s have a ball
Down at the Globe
Come on dim the lights
Switch on the strobe
We`re gonna have a ball tonight
Down at the Globe
Get up and clean your teeth and have a shave
It`s 1 a.m. let`s go out to a rave
One more and before we hit that grave
It`s harder than a microwave wave
Come on dim the lights
It`s party time
Switch on the strobe
Do what you like
Gonna have a ball tonight
Let`s have a ball
Down at the Globe
Come on dim the lights
It`s party time
Switch on the strobe
Do what you like
We`re gonna have a ball tonight
Let`s have a ball
Down at the Globe
Where`s the party officer?
Come on dim the lights
It`s party time
Switch on the strobe
Do what you like
We`re gonna have a ball tonight
Let`s have a ball
Down at the Globe
Here we go party time break it all down
Where is the failure
Not in this land
But still you try to
Get what you can
You know that it`s bad but
If you insist
Here`s one more chance now
That you just missed
Come on dim the lights
It`s party time
Switch on the strobe
Do what you like
We`re gonna have a ball tonight
Let`s have a ball
Down at the Globe
I believe you
I believe you
Come on dim the lights
It`s party time
Switch on the strobe
Do what you like
We`re gonna have a ball tonight
Let`s have a ball
Down at the Globe
Waking up the global warning way
Nepal cornflakes for my special kay
What`s the halth departement got to say
Don`t smoke more than 50 fags a day
Come on dim the lights
It`s party time
Switch on the strobe
Do what you like
We`re gonna have a ball tonight
Let`s have a ball
Down at the Globe
Come on party on down
Come on dim the lights
Let`s have ball
Switch on the strobe
Let
Let let let`s have a ball
We`re gonna have a ball tonight
Let`s have ball
Down at the Globe
JAMES BROWN (Jones/Letts)
Hey Yeah!
Hey Yeah!
I got soul
Dress got holes
Got a brand new van
Gun and Cherokee
Driving fast like flashes past
Cops are chasing me
Hotpants she looked fine
She said that she was mine
She was cute torched my suit
And that`s the bottom line
It`s a mans mans world
In America
Jump back in my cell
Please please please
In America
Slipping into hell
On my trail
Car chase boogaloo
FBI `n CIA
And the Russians too
Kicking down the door
Couldn`t take no more
When I`m about there is no doubt
That papas` word is law
It`s a mans mans world
In America
Jump back in my cell
Please please please
In America
Slipping into hell
High speed chase
On my case
Radio ahead
A.P.B. after me
They said I shot the bed
It`s a mans mans world
In America
Jump back in my cell
Please please please
In America
Slipping into hell
Shooting up her mink
Gunshots in the air
Jumpback my car
Goodfoot out of there
Roadblock ahead
Try to flag me down
Soul power and miles per hour
Feet don`t touch the ground
`Cause I got soul
Dress got holes
Intent to kill
But she loves me still
It`s a mans mans world
In America
Jump back in my cell
Please please please
In America
Slipping into hell
It`s a mans mans world
In America
Jump back in my cell
Please please please
In America
Slipping into hell
I got soul
I`m superbad
Living in America
Sure does drive you mad
It`s a mans mans world
In America
Jump back in my cell
Please please please
In America
Slipping into hell
Bullets hit the wheel
Riccochet could sweat
Talking loud black`n proud
Said papa don`t mess
Can you walk the line
Rookie read my rights
Million hits
Did the splits
This is Dynamite
Funky time behind
Road block up ahead
Driving fast flashes past
Superbad I said
Papas` on the run
With a cherokee and gun
People and need a hit
When you`re chasing number 1
It`s a mans mans world
In America
Jump back in my cell
Please please please
In America
Slipping into hell
V. THIRTEEN (Strummer/Jones)
"Goodmorning Sodom and Gomorra
Goodmornig sinners
No that wasn`t your radio set on the bleep again"
Sodom and Gomorra
Let the DJ play
`Cos I`m only gone tomorrow and here today
Lotta rockheads on the block
Dougie died and Sue got frocked
If the stove is hot then I ain`t lost
And Rosa says my star is crossed
Little Jamie writes V. Thirteen
Comes in by the door goes out by screen
He don`t listen to me he knows everything
Girls on the avenue ask me to sing
Sodom and Gomorra
Let the DJ play
`Cos I`m only gone tomorrow and here today
The paper drags and folds me down
Like a paper cup I fly around
I`ve been eating food that ain`t been checked
And the Russian rain is beating down my neck
Screen blackout on the southern war
Cue talk breakdown on point forty four
There must be a place the preacher say "I guess"
But a drifter will tell you no place is best
Shout for all the people who have nothing to say
`Cos were only gone tomorrow and here today
Was a one off dirt jam when England came good
One night in a thousand they`ve played knock on wood
We used to go roamin` go roamin` around
When you don`t look for something it`s sure to be found
Sodom and Gomorra
Let the DJ play
`Cos I`m only gone tomorrow and here today
Shout for all the people who have nothing to say
`Cos were only gone tomorrow and here today
Sodom and Gomorra
Let the DJ play
`Cos I`m only gone tomorrow and here today
Yes I`m only gone tomorrow and here today
"Sodom and Gomorra this is London gov."
ROCK NON STOP (ALL NIGHT LONG) (Jones/Letts/Donovan)
We`re gonna rock
Stomp
Get psyched up
We`re gonna swing do your thing all night long
We`re going out wanna shout get niced up
You`re beautiful stay cool all night long
Throw down go to town get dressed up
Pour that wine feel fine all night long
What we`re about move `em out roll `em up
Get free o.d. all night long
We`re gonna rock till we drop all night long
We`re gonna rock non stop all night long
Slow down girl and make it easy
Bugging out hangin` in get it on
Don`t you know you`re driving me crazy
All night long
Check your coat dreamboat if you give it up
We`ll have a time cloud nine all night long
If you thought life is short ya gotta live it up
Improvise socialise all night long
Easy pal thats my gal gonna mess you up
You`re alone so find your own ya got all nigh long
We`re gonna rock till we drop all night long
We`re gonna rock non stop all night long
Wanna try before you buy cos they set you up
Getting high it`s kinda fly all night long
Wanna flirt grab a skirt gonna rip it up
I like to get intimate all night long
We`re gonna rock till we drop all night long
We`re gonna rock non stop all night long
Slow down girl and make it easy
Bugging out hangin` in get it on
Don`t you know you`re driving me crazy
All night long
Slow down girl and make it easy
Bugging out hangin` in get it on
Don`t you know it`s driving me crazy
All night long
Slow down girl and make it easy
Bugging out hangin` in get it on
Don`t you know you`re driving me crazy
All night long
TIGHTEN UP VOL. `88 (Jones/Letts/Roberts/Williams)
A windmill stands
In the city of spades
The Effra River flows
Under Granville Arcade
Old dogs in cold harbour
Have fond memories
Remember the days
This was Viking country
Natives blacks and werewolves
Yeah got it all
Every kind of exotic friut
On the market stall
Those drums keep on pounding
Since they moved in down the street
Cold wet surroundings
The cops don`t like the beat
The cost of bread is rising
The area`s run down
They painted up the brickwork
They painted up the town
While my brother dug the ramjam
I got flea-pit matinees
And we`d catch the number 2
Go up West for the day
Tighten up volume two
Sound system bon marché
Roits on Jebb Avenue
Down Marcus Garvey Way
Those drums keep on pounding
Since they moved in down the street
Cold wet surroundings
The cops don`t like the beat
A windmill stands
In the city of spades
The Effra River flows
Under Granville Arcade
There`s Christmas lights on Railton Road
It looks like Oxford Street
If Santa`s got electric goods
He`d better have receipts
Got no airs n`graces
Always been this way
After all I come from Brixton
What else can I say