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

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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

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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