Solitary Shell
I had to lock my door
somehow i couldn't warm up
to one before
what was it that controlled me
what kept my love life lean
my intuition told me
you'd come on the scene
lady listen to the rhythm of my heartbeat
and you'll get just what I mean
Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you
Embrace me, you irreplaceable you
just one look at you my heart grew tipsy in me
You and you alone bring out the gypsy in me
I love all the many charms about you
above all i want my arms about
Don't be a naughty baby...
come
Lotto karamba Making A Noise
Contact From The Underworld Of Red Boy
Everyone has a song
God gave us each a song
That's how we know who we are
Everyone has a song
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We have come, heat the drum
The land trembles with dancing
We have come, bang the drum
The land trembles with dancing
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CHORUS:
Making a noise in this world
Making a noise in this world
You can bet your ass
I won't go quietly
Makin' a noise in this world
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I don't want your promise
I don't want your whiskey
I don't want your blood on my hands
Only want what belongs to me
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I think you thought I was gone
I think you thought I was dead
You won't admit that you was wrong
Ain't there some shit that should be said
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CHORUS
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The Indian dancers stop and stare at him
Like he was bad weather
He keeps dancing
And knocks loose an eagle feather
The drums stop
This is the kind of silence that frightens white men
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CHORUS
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(No Indians allowed)