Harry’s Symphony

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Now this one is designed for eighteen and over, over Eighteen and over, over You must be eighteen and over Boy, won't you go home? Go home to your mama, your mama Go home to your papa, your papa You're too young to be my lover [Chorus] You got to be careful in this time Know your role and try learn your line Inna this-a time you cannot move like you're blind Nobody move 'cause you will get left behind [Verse 2] I understand you'd like to smoke my shisha, my shisha But really, where is your weed at, weed at? Tell me you're not a joka smoka [Verse 3] A friend in need is a friend indeed But a friend with weed is better If you wanna get high, bring your own supply I didn't know you was a joka smoka [Chorus] You got to be careful in this time Know your role and try learn your line Inna this-a time you cannot move like you're blind Nobody move 'cause you will get left behind You got to be careful in this time Know your role and try learn your line Inna this-a time you cannot move like you're blind Nobody will stand 'cause you will get left behind [Verse 4] I need you to come, Rosie, tell him to come He said he didn't have a daughter, but he did have a son Said the lift doesn't work, run up the stairs to come If you don't come quick, you're not gonna see your son So he grabbed a bunch of roses and he started to run Here I come Skippity-bop, bop, bop, Skippity-whoa-oh-oh Here I come, here I go Skippity-bop, bop, bop, Skippity-whoa-oh-oh Swing, oh, oh [Verse 5: Linton Kwesi Johnson] Shock, black, double down-beat bouncin' Rock-wize, tumble doun sound music Foot drop, find drum, blood story Bass his'try is a-movin' is a-hurtin' black story, hurtin' black story Thunder from a bass drum soundin' Lightnin' from a trumpet and a organ Bass and rythm and trumpet double up Team up with drums for a deep doun searchin', deep doun searchin' [Verse 6] Bad boy, bad boy What you gonna do? What you gonna do when they come for you? Bad boy, bad boy What you gonna do? What you gonna do when they come for you? [Interlude: Joss Stone, Linton Kwesi Johnson] Now excuse me while I light my spliff Make stop, move forward [Chorus] You got to be careful in this time Know your role and try learn your line Inna this-a time you cannot move like you're blind Nobody move 'cause you will get left behind You got to be careful in this time Know your role and try learn your line Inna this-a time you cannot move like you're blind Nobody will stand 'cause you will get left behind [Outro: Linton Kwesi Johnson] Dig doun to de root of pain Shape it into violence for de people They will know what to do, they will do it Shock, black, double down-beat bouncin' Rock-wize, tumble doun sound music Foot drop, find drum, blood story Bass his'try is a-movin' is a-hurtin' black story
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Credits
- Writers
- Joss Stone
- Jonathan Shorten
- Winston McAnuff
- Linton Kwesi Johnson
- Cocoa Tea
- Jah Screw
- Bob Marley
- Ian Lewis (JAM)
- Matthew McAnuff
- Barrington Levy