10cc "Dreadlock Holiday" letra

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Dreadlock Holiday

Songwriters: Graham Keith Gouldman; Eric Michael StewartI was walkin' down the streetConcentratin' on truckin' rightI heard a dark voice beside of meAnd I looked round in a state of fright

I saw four faces one madA brother from the gutterThey looked me up and down a bitAnd turned to each other

I say I don't like cricket, oh noI love itI don't like cricket, no, noI love it

Don't you walk through my wordsYou got to show some respectDon't you walk through my words'Cause you ain't heard me out yet

Well he looked down at my silver chainHe said, "I'll give you one dollar"I said, "You've got to be jokin' man"It was a present from me mother

He said "I like it I want itI'll take it off your handsAnd you'll be sorry you crossed meYou'd better understand that you're aloneA long way from home"

And I say I don't like reggae, no, noI love itI don't like reggae, ohI love it

Don't you cramp me styleDon't you queer on me pitchDon't you walk through my words'Cause you ain't heard me out yet

I hurried back to the swimming poolSinkin' pina coladasI heard a dark voice beside me say"Would you like something harder?"

She said, "I've got it you want itMy harvest is the bestAnd if you try it you'll like itAnd wallow in a dreadlock holiday"

And I say don't like Jamaica oh noI love herDon't like Jamaica, oh noI love her oh yea

Don't you walk through her wordsYou got to show some respectDon't you walk through her words'Cause you ain't heard her out yet

I don't like cricket, oh noI love it(Dreadlock holiday)

I don't like reggae, oh noI love it(Dreadlock holiday)

Don't like Jamaica, yeahI love her(Dreadlock holiday)

I don't like cricket, oh noI love it(Dreadlock holiday)

I don't like reggae, oh noI love it

Dreadlock Holiday

Tekst pesme pisali: Graham Kejt Gouldmen, Erik Majkl Stjuart

Šetao sam niz ulicu,Koncentrišući se na putanju,Čuh taman glas pored mene,Pogledah okolo u stanju straha..

Videh četiri face, jednu ljutitu,Brata iz šljama,Oni me odmeriše od glave do pete,I okrenuše se jedno drugom,

Ja rekoh: ne volim kriket, o-ne,Obožavam ga,Ja ne volim kriket, ne, neObožavam ga!

Ne šetaš li kroz moje reči,Moraš pokazati neko poštovanje,Ne šetaš li kroz moje reči,Jer me još nisi do kraja čuo..

On spusti pogled do moje srebrne narukvice,Reče "daću ti jedan dolar"Ja rekoh: "mora da se šališ, čoveče",To je bio poklon moje majke,

On reče "Sviđa mi se, ja je želim,Skinuću ti je sa ruku,I biće ti žao što si me prešao,Bolje razumi da si sam,Daleko, daleko od kuće"

I ja rekoh: "Ne volim rege, o-ne"Obožavam ga,Ne volim rege, o-ne,Obožavam ga"

Grčiš li ti moj stil,Pederišeš li se po mom terenu,Ne šetaš li mi kroz reči,Jer me još nisi čuo do kraja,

Jurnuo sam nazad do bazena,Ispijao pinakolade,Čuo sam dubok ton kraj mene,"Želiš li nešto jače"

I ona reče "Imam ga, a ti to želiš,Moja berba je najbolja,I ako ga probaš, svideće ti se,I valjaćeš se u dredovi - odmoru.

I ja rekoh: "Ne volim Jamajku, o-ne"Obožavam je,Ne volim Jamajku, o-ne,Obožavam je"

Ne šetaš li kroz njene reči,Moraš pokazati neko poštovanje,Ne šetaš li kroz njene reči,Jer me još nisi do kraja čuo.

Ne volim kriket, o ne,Obožavam ga,

Ne volim rege, o, ne,Obožavam ga,

Ne volim Jamajku, o, ne,Obožavam je...

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