Текст песни These Are The Days - Sandi Patty
Ha!
Got
you!
No
escape,
yeah
you
know
We
got
it
goin
on
yeah
All
day
all
night
long
yeah
Yo,
so
we
see
you
yuh
Chorus:
These
are
da
days
We
shot
out
yuh
brains
we
nuh
play
Some
pagan
dem
stand
up
inna
di
way
Gone
are
da
days
When
they
use
to
have
we
like
slave
Steppin
up
to
anotha
stage
These
are
da
days
We
shoot
out
yuh
brains
we
nuh
play
Some
pagan
dem
stand
up
inna
di
way
Gone
are
da
days
When
yuh
use
to
have
we
like
slave
Ha!
Verse
1:
Touch
not
di
lord
anoint
him,
so
dont
touch
me
You
need
not
to
do
me
any
harm
then
and
bug
me
Rather
deal
wid
di
girls
girls
dem
lovely
Dem
kiss
and
hug
me
Babylon
yuh
ugly
Oh!
But
dem
all
chat
bout
mi
talk
A
only
waan
fi
hear
so
Babylon
nah
shut
off
Mi
waan
fi
hear
slave
master
head
get
cut
off
Becau
di
whole
a
dem
seh
I
seh
fuck
off!
Chorus:
These
are
da
days
We
shot
out
yuh
brains
we
nuh
play
Pagan
nuh
stand
up
inna
di
way
Long
are
da
days
When
yuh
use
to
treat
me
like
a
slave
Yo!
True
dem
hate!
These
are
da
days
Mi
bun
out
di
place
mi
nuh
play
Babylon
stand
up
inna
di
way!
Long
gone
da
days
When
yuh
use
to
treat
me
like
a
slave!
Ya
hear
mi?
Verse
2:
We
nuh
eat
from
strangers
aiyyo!
Weh
cookin
what!
Chuckin
badness
hey
fool
now
yuh
pushin
what
Pon
di
crack
and
cocaine
a
there
they
looking
at
Hey
you
motherfuckers!
Who
the
fuck
you
looking
at!
Belly
nuh
burn
And
you
know
they
will
be
jookin
like
this
Mother
Earth,
my
gun
filled
be
jookin
like
this
Babylon
a
sinkin
and
dont
put
yuh
foot
in
dat
Ethiopia
Africa
a
tell
yuh
what!
Chorus:
Da
days
bun
out
di
place
we
nuh
play
Babylon
stand
up
inna
di
way
Gone
are
da
days
When
yuh
use
to
treat
mi
like
a
slave
Yo,
we
tek
di
people
to
anotha
phase!
Da
days
bun
out
di
place
we
nuh
play
Pagan
a
stand
up
inna
di
way
Gone
are
da
days
When
yuh
use
to
treat
mi
like
a
slave
Lion
brave!
Verse
3:
Most
high
he
see
it
above
And
yes
mi
pretty
girlfriend
mi
give
har
mi
love
And
mi
looking
for
a
fool
And
mi
nah
left
mi
slug
on
And
di
Rasta
man
a
trod
And
di
gangsta
a
thug
on
Whoa!
Diss
di
pattern
and
mi
bound
to
buss
a
gunshot
Oh!
Inna
yuh
face
inna
yuh
own
blood
a
flood
on
Yo!
See
dont
paint
nuh
smudge
on
Mi
get
di
girls
inna
di
bed
and
pon
di
rug
And,
drink
out
a
Calabash
some
drink
out
di
mug
And,
dat
tune
a
play
now
inna
di
dancehall
club
And,
hail
up
mi
lion
and
mi
bun
out
di
dragon
Smoke
marijuana
and
dats
why
they
drag
on
Chorus:
Di
days
bun
out
di
place
we
nuh
fraid
Babylon
a
stand
up
inna
di
way
Gone
are
da
days
When
they
use
to
treat
mi
like
a
slave!
Whoa
whoa
whoa!
These
are
da
days
Mi
bun
out
di
place
we
nuh
play
A
wicked
man
a
stand
up
inna
di
way
Long
are
da
days
When
they
use
to
treat
mi
like
a
slave
Now
we
gotta
fire
blaze!
Repeat
Verse
1
Repeat
Chorus
Repeat
Verse
2
Repeat
Chorus
till
fade
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