His long and fast fingers ran on his guitar
His riffs like fluids pierced the fog
Then the golden light of the Negril sun
Hovered over the smoke in agile little notes
His lyrics were precise and full of dark humor
So he was my friend since that famous night

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I was black, too, but for other reasons
I had spent ten years sleeping in prison
It was a funny business full of shotgun blasts
Of carriers, funds and then big cakes

Oh, melody, melody, oh, yeah

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In life, my boy, whether you're black or white (black or white)
You have the choice, you work, or you earn money
Police did not like my sarcastic lyrics
Bye-bye, big money and the music is over

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I do it for me, to give you my soul
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