HOW CAN I DUB YOU OUT ?

Oh baby
How i cannot get you out ?
I got to see you around and when you're right, you're right as i would say"
How i cannot get you out of my mind ?


Oh is this love that i feel ?


How i cannot get you out ?
I got to see you around
How i cannot get you out of my mind ?
I got to see you around

Now i tell it to you

I got to see you around

I like reggae
di dirty reggae
early reggae
di rude rude reggae!
rockas reggae
psychedelic reggae!

I like reggae
funky reggae like inna JA
a dehso mi go deh!
bashy bashy reggae
satnite reggae!

Prince Buster reggae
Desmond Dekker reggae
Derrick Morgan reggae
Ethiopians reggae
Laurel Aitken reggae
Pioneers reggae!

Dice di boss reggae
Symarip reggae
Toots Hibbert reggae
Lee Perry reggae
Alton Ellis reggae
Ken Booth reggae!

I and di mafia
we're bak in Africa
fi meet di Emperor
of sounds in Ethiopia
back to awi roots now
we set up a new era
dragons on mi finga
sing "united Africa"!

Go tell di black messiah
I and di mafia
we learn di whole chapter
Kebranagast
in Addis Ababa
we found out di scorcha
remember Lumumba
di mystical warrior

I and di mafia
we riddim conqueror
we fightin' for freedom
yes we shall overcome
stop di war and gun ting
listen Africa sings
di old time melody
African unity!

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

Blow Roland, blow your horn in heaven
do angels dance if not make them dance

will never go back to Jamaica again
Roland we soul bredda gone, we're in pain

bye Roland bye bye my dear friend
we will meet again at di rainbow's end

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!

I'd like to know oh I'd like to know
why do people judge others?
why do people judge others?
mama lemme know ooh mama lemme know
why do people judge others?
love your neighbour as your brother

who knows de pain and who knows de load
dem carry someweh deep down in their souls
lemme know..mama lemme know!

I'd like to know oh I'd like to know
what am I to make of my life?
what am I to make of my life?
mama lemme know, why dem worry 'bout tomorrow?
don't borrow from tomorrow or you'll live in constant sorrow!

put Jah first move from worry to faith
Jah knows de need better than you know your face
lemme know..mama lemme know!

I'd like to know why man's plan often go wrong?
Oh I wish I'd go, yes man go and sin no mo'
mama lemme know oh mama lemme know
why people call it injustice?
who can ever reminisce?

who understands Jah's secret plan
inna di land of de sinking sand?
lemme know oh mama lemme know.....

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!