10cc Lyrics
10cc Lyrics
"Dreadlock Holiday Lyrics"
Gutter Hearts Lyrics
Sitting on the kerb You wipe the tears away again The gutter holds your sallow hearts That wash down with the rain Barbed and brittle hands that push The hair out of your eyes Pavement fires a-flicker
Sitting on the kerb You wipe the tears away again The gutter holds your sallow hearts That wash down with the rain Barbed and brittle hands that push The hair out of your eyes Pavement fires a-flicker
I was walkin' down the street
Concentratin' on truckin' right
I heard a dark voice beside of me
And I looked round in a state of fright
I saw four faces one mad
A brother from the gutter
They looked me up and down a bit
And turned to each other
I say
I don't like cricket oh no
I love it
I don't like cricket oh no
I love it
Don't you walk thru my words
You got to show some respect
Don't you walk
Masterpiece Lyrics
Where I was born ev`rything was dull and dingy I lived in a place they called "The Inner City" Getting ahead was strictly a no no 'Cause nobody cares what happens to the folks That live in the ghetto
thru my wordsWhere I was born ev`rything was dull and dingy I lived in a place they called "The Inner City" Getting ahead was strictly a no no 'Cause nobody cares what happens to the folks That live in the ghetto
'Cause you ain't heard me out yet
Well he looked down at my silver chain
He said I'll give you one dollar
I said you've got to be jokin' man
It was a present from me Mother
He said I like it I want it
I'll take it off your hands
And you'll be sorry you crossed me
You'd better understand that you're alone
A long way from home
And I say
I don't like reggae no no
I love it
I don't like r
The Cause Is Good Lyrics
Scrape the mud off your boots and let's go home Throw your gun in the dirt we're going home They can't tell us what to do anymore I'm sick of fighting their bloody war. Take your mind off your brother lying t
eggae oh noScrape the mud off your boots and let's go home Throw your gun in the dirt we're going home They can't tell us what to do anymore I'm sick of fighting their bloody war. Take your mind off your brother lying t
I love it
Don't you cramp me style
Don't you queer on me pitch
Don't you walk thru my words
'Cause you ain't heard me out yet
I hurried back to the swimming pool
Sinkin' pina coladas
I heard a dark voice beside me say
Would you like something harder
She said I've got it you want it
My harvest is the best
And if you try it you'll like it
And wallow in a Dreadlock Holiday
And I say
Do
Sleep Walkin' Blues Lyrics
I just stepped in a puddle and I sank up to my neck I can't see the traffic light I'll get run over yet It cost me thirteen tokens to find my way back home By then you'd shut the water off and taken out my phone S
n't like Jamaica oh noI just stepped in a puddle and I sank up to my neck I can't see the traffic light I'll get run over yet It cost me thirteen tokens to find my way back home By then you'd shut the water off and taken out my phone S
I love her
Don't like Jamaica oh no
I love her oh yea
Don't you walk thru her words
You got to show some respect
Don't you walk thru her words
'Cause you ain't heard her out yet
I don't like cricket
I love it (Dreadlock Holiday)
I don't like reggae
I love it (Dreadlock Holiday)
Don't like Jamaica
I love her (Dreadlock Holiday)
I hurried back to the swimming pool