Walkin' around the room singin', 'Stormy Weather' At 57 Mount Pleasant Street Well, it's the same room but everything's different You can fight the sleep
band A song of adoration of the everlasting will That gathered them together there on Reggabilly Hill Ocean deep, mountain high And a river of blood flowed down Pourin' out
cool down there At the Bama Breeze You can drink some beer down there Argue, laugh, and cheer down there Pass another year down there Jimmy got caught smokin' a joint Out
small suburban garden Not a single neighbor knows our name I know the woman wishes we would move somewhere Where the houses are not all the same Jimmy
the temples and the golf pants over there in Montreal There's a party at the end of the world Well, it seems like I've run out of reasons to be here
Here we are Here we are Here we are Here we are Who would have thought this game, this flame, would still be burning? Who would have guessed that
On the download and the dropouts On every major city across the land I got my Marley on my ring tone Get up, stand up, reach out Touch somebody band
