I think about what we won't have, And what we'll never do. Then I say, "Why can't I be the guy she lays? And why can't we be lovers? I see your beauty
Yo, turn this motherfucking shit up Ha ha ha, Uhuru, coupe tete boule kay Rwanda, Nigeria, Africa's in the house My nigga DR Nigga the red is for the
Your beautiful African friend Next to him I look so white So white that you turned away And wanted me out of your sight To be exotic and I did pretend
Nkosi sikelel' iAfrika Maluphakanyisw' uphondo lwayo, Yizwa imithandazo yethu, Nkosi sikelela, thina lusapho lwayo. Morena boloka setjhaba sa heso,
African friend By: jimmy buffett 1978 Disembarking at duvalier airport Seeking transportation to town As the purple ink dried on his passport He could
If you come to my house I will show you something to see It's a picture of a man, I used to be But these days I'm running through the dark Like a blind
Trapped in a moment of history You changed the world and the day was yours Laughing sun flashing from your smile Your beach-bronzed body braced against
Copper sun sinking low Scatterlings and fugitives Hooded eyes and weary brows Seek refuge in the night They are the scatterlings of Africa Each uprooted
Nkosi sikelel' iAfrika Maluphakanyisw' uphondo lwayo, Yizwa imithandazo yethu, Nkosi sikelela, thina lusapho lwayo. Morena boloka setjhaba sa heso, O
Don't care where you come from As long as you're a black man, you're an African No mind your nationality You have got the identity of an African 'Cause
I man a African, don?t call I Jamaican I man a African, don?t call I Jamaican I man a African, don?t call I Jamaican I man a African For how can I give
Run for cover, cover, cover Remix, Missy, pass to me In the club without the Dutches It ain't known to me, yeah Fish food wrapped up in a peach Greenery
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Long ago there was a man Change stone to bread with the touch of his hand Made the blind see and the dumb understand He died for the tears in your eyes
Turn the Volume regulator on up to the poster Today this is *revolverheld* in the house is your luck day Jump to the beat baby move your splendour ass
You can stay in the dark, brother You can stay in the dark You can stay in the dark, sister You can stay in the dark I called for the African doctor
Pastre de delai l'aio As gaire de buon tems? Dio lou bailero lero Lero lero lero lero bailero lo Pastre lou prat fai flour Li cal gorda toun troupel
(Spoken intro) Class programme for the African Anarchist 14 carats he pleaded Yeah, just let me take the grain like a criminal should Burdens? As in work