Текст песни Kung Fu (single edit) - Curtis Mayfield
Our
days
of
comfort,
days
of
night
Don't
put
yourself
in
solitude
Who
can
I
trust
with
my
life
When
people
tend
to
be
so
rude?
My
mama
borned
me
in
a
ghetto
There
was
no
mattress
for
my
head
But,
no,
she
couldn't
call
me
Jesus
I
wasn't
white
enough,
she
said
And
then
she
named
me,
(y'all),
Kung
Fu
Don't
have
to
explain
it,
no,
Kung
Fu
Don't
know
how
you'll
take
it,
(here),
Kung
Fu
I'm
just
trying
to
make
it,
(love),
Kung
Fu
I've
got
some
babies
and
some
sisters
My
brother
worked
for
Uncle
Sam
It's
just
a
shame,
ain't
it,
Mister?
We
being
brothers
of
the
damned
But
loving
brings
about
a
difference
You
are
my
love...
I
do
believe
Shall
we
join
hands
for
tomorrow?
Don't
carry
nothin'
up
your
sleeve
Keep
your
head
high,
Kung
Fu
I
will
'til
I
die,
yeah,
Kung
Fu
Don't
be
too
intense,
no,
Kung
Fu
Keep
your
common
sense,
yeah,
Kung
Fu
...
Don't
be
mistaken
for
a
secret
There
is
no
secret
part
of
you
You
bet
your
life
if
you
think
wicked
(don't
think
wicked
child)
Someone
else
is
thinking
wicked,
too
Keep
your
head
high,
Kung
Fu
I
will
'til
I
die,
yeah,
Kung
Fu
Don't
be
too
intense,
no,
Kung
Fu
Keep
your
common
sense,
yeah,
Kung
Fu
...
Our
days
of
comfort,
days
of
night
Don't
put
yourself
in
solitude
Who
can
I
trust
with
my
life
When
people
tend
to
be
so
rude?
My
mama
borned
me
in
a
ghetto
There
was
no
mattress
for
my
head
But,
no,
she
couldn't
name
me
Jesus
I
wasn't
white
enough,
she
said
And
then
she
named
me,
(y'all),
Kung
Fu
Don't
have
to
explain
it,
no,
Kung
Fu
Don't
know
how
you'll
take
it,
(here),
Kung
Fu
I'm
just
trying
to
make
it,
(love),
Kung
Fu
(Y'all),
Kung
Fu
Yeah,
Kung
Fu
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