Don Johnson Big Band - Jah Jah Blow Job Lyrics

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Head first into the fire,

See me cursing the entire world

I fire bullets out the mouth into a tire wall

Empires fall, others rise even higher, warfare

Is there to keep you scared in despair,

More care

Is needed, i feed it in your system with a needle

Never clean it, breath in words when you read them

On a page, and engage with the rage, i proceeded

To write ^em on the walls and the call's not impeded

See them people with most are rarely opposed to having more

Frequently those who gleefully toast a famine or

Contaminated water are the ones who really haven't fought a

Moment, cant afford another man across the border

Order order in the courtroom! caught up in a cartoon

Moving toward a war, and the slaughter ^bout to start soon

All the people rise up before the record ends

Forgive-ah-me, jah bless, why i best make amends

Well it's a jah jah blow job

It's a jah jah blow job

Need to find your way back to the

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Close up the border, declare a state of alert

I'll take your president for hostage with a pen, it's gonna hurt

And make him sit down at a table, lock his ankles to the chair

Listen to him screaming for his bitch tony where?

Sounds fair, now the picture getting clearer by the minute

Smack a pen upon a table, dial a call to the senate

When it rings, four times, there's an answer

Outline my demands, give ^em a name, it's ^the dancer^

Here's a collection of treaties you will sign

If you don't, you're running out of time

What you complain about? So they work a little harder

For the same amount, it's fair trade, not a grain of doubt

We keep the money up north and move the labour south

And never let it bother me when pulling my new trainers out

Cause you see it doesn't make it more certain

The world's biggest killers operate behind a curtain

Suffering loud, suffering quiet, tougher than iron

An eye for an eye and i keep seeing more terror

So the world turns ever on its axis

One man struggles while another one relaxes

We need a leader with the voice of horace andy

Singing on the balkans, the pyrenees and andies

No professor, not a doctor, not a preacher, not a politician, not a schoolteacher

But people hear him in the city and the country

All them want is music, and the music make ^em run free

We will kill your leaders and bring you democracy

Can't appreciate it?

Is it hard to see

We only want what is best for your people

Benevolent sequel, it only might seem cruel

When paratroopers who've been shooting down like

Hell from above, regroup and start looting for fun

Run to village after village, pillaging without aim

And gain advantage, the damage will outweigh

The nerve of going to war against the will of the world

Turn on the television, see them kill another little girl

Was she a military target? collateral damage?

Killed by a missile in the city market

Now it's darker overhead than it's ever been

Severing the world body from the head, endeavouring

On a crusade for hussein and who's sane and who's not?

I swear, these cruise missiles are all aimed at the top

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