Текст песни
Sunday
gone,
I
jump
on
a
mini-bus
A
really
late
but
it
not
my
fault
A
when
we
nearly
reach
by
the
terminus
I
feel
the
bus
come
to
a
halt
Well,
lick
a
ram
goat
down
by
the
roundabout
But
just
as
if
that
could
not
suffice
A
bredda
run
to
the
bus
and
start
to
shout
"You
shoulda
dead
make
we
buy
a
pound
of
rice"
Ram
goat
liver
good
fi
make
mannish
water
Billy
goat
teeth
make
the
earring
fi
your
daughter
Curry
goat
lunch
put
the
bite
in
your
back
It
make
your
daughter
It
make
your
daughter
walk
and
talk
Well,
the
news
spread
fast
like
a
telegram
Nobody
know
where
the
goat
come
from
We
raise
a
pot
and
a
pan
from
an
I-ya
man
Who
sit
down
there
all
along
Two
two's
and
the
pot
a
boil
A
head
of
yam
and
banana
dip
Meanwhile,
little
waters
a
gwan
Lick
mi
goat
and
a
(Meeh)
Take
mi
sip
Ram
goat
liver
good
fi
make
mannish
water
Billy
goat
teeth
make
the
earring
fi
your
daughter
Curry
goat
lunch
put
the
bite
in
your
back
It
make
your
daughter
It
make
your
daughter
walk
and
talk
Well,
I
pop
two
belts
and
I
make
a
slide
I
take
a
walk
go
outta
street
But
while
I
waiting
down
the
road
fi
bum
a
ride
I
feel
a
gripe
and
I
start
to
feel
very
weak
Before
too
long,
you
no
haffi
ask
A
running
belly
like
a
judgement
day
A
everybody
in
the
road
a
dead
with
laugh
Is
then
I
know
that
crime
will
never
pay
Ram
goat
liver
good
fi
make
mannish
water
Billy
goat
teeth
make
the
earring
fi
your
daughter
Curry
goat
lunch
put
the
bite
in
your
back
It
make
your
daughter
It
make
your
daughter
walk
and
talk
Ram
goat
liver
good
fi
make
mannish
water
Billy
goat
teeth
make
the
earring
fi
your
daughter
Curry
goat
lunch
put
the
bite
in
your
back
It
make
your
daughter
It
make
your
daughter
walk
and
talk
Ram
goat
liver
good
fi
make
mannish
water
Billy
goat
teeth
make
the
earring
fi
your
daughter
Curry
goat
lunch
put
the
bite
in
your
back
It
make
your
daughter
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