Coxsone Affair

Lyrics

I'm calling to Joseph, some authentic kinda musical disc, as I would play Musical disc called the Coxsone Affair, as I would say But it cater to you, you cats, from east, west, north and south London Town So if you're black or white, you really kinda gotta around and be no clown Hear what the brother Coxsone gotta put down, you know Sound called Coxsone, his sound's first, as I would tell it to you Sound that control the universe, as I can quench your musical thirst Some kinda cloud verse, you know Controlled by the cat called [?], kinda soulful kinda cat My brother called Festus, we no make no fuss, just stick with us, you know And the brother called Gunsmoke, really make no joke, hе ain't no bloke, as I would say Brother called Clarеnce is without pretense, he got a lot of patience, as I would play Skip and flip, as I would tell you Club I really catering for, called the Roaring Twenties, in the west of London Town So you gotta jump around, and be no lazy bloke, as I would tell you baby, move around and be no clown and keep your feet off the ground While sounds come and sounds go Coxsone keep you on the go Sound designed for the young at heart Folks, you gotta meet and greet, and clap your hands and stomp your feet Kinda leaving the gate open, moving to the musical beat called the Coxsone Affair, as I would say Keep doing for the cats, and forward here, as I would play The sound called Coxsone on the scene, now playing from this record machine And how do you feel, a kind of feeling that is real, you know Got to really break the scene and stick around at Twenties, and even have some kinda nice meal Drinks on the house Girls without spouse Totally together, as I would say Coxsone Affair, we're coming on the field Cats in London Town, you got to be brown, as I would tell you Place called the Roaring Twenties We can drink some beer and count the empties, you know Can have a smoke Even if you're taking it soft, you can have a Coke Brother called Coxsone himself a pave the way for the young and old, so you got to let the good times roll Reach out and touch your soul, and brother, never you be cold Kind of bold Kinda let the good times roll