Текст песни Finley Quaye -  Ride On And Turn The People On   
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My bassman is a ghost 
And my ghost is a news carrier 
News carrier back me up man 
 
I had some pain 
I became 
You`re satellite 
Got to get it all right 
 
Sight 
I know a man called Sylvester 
Him have to wear a bullet proof vest y`all 
No kinda way no kinda way at all 
 
Music live 
Children learn 
 
I may be trigger happy 
But I wished I had a pappy 
To show me right from wrong 
And good from evil 
 
This is the future hey 
I ain`t gonna shoot you hey 
 
And if you feel you got to move 
I man can supply a groove 
I man can soothe for real 
 
Had a daddy had a pappa 
Who ran away from my mother 
 
See 
Those who have eyes like mine 
Let them shine 
All time all star 
 
I had some pain 
I became you`re sonic satellite 
Got to get it all right 
Just right 
 
I know a man called Sylvester 
Him have to wear a bullet proof vest y`all 
No kinda way no kinda way through the day 
 
Music live 
??? learnI may be trigger happy 
But I wished I had a pappy 
To show me right from wrong 
And good from evil 
 
This is the future hey 
I ain`t gonna shoot ya hey 
 
And if you feel you got to scream 
`Cause you`re dealing with the cream 
You`re not wrong 
 
Had a daddy had a pappa 
Who ran away from my mother 
 
Had a daddy had a pappa 
Him inspire and entertain 
Then my mother mash up in brain 
 
So had a daddy had a pappa 
Who ran away from my mother yeah 
 
My friend he is a snapper 
But enjoy dress up snapper 
Dapper snapper dapper dapper snapper 
 
Gunshot a capella 
Shoot out a capella 
Rocket interstellar 
Take it interstellar 
Shoot out a capella 
??? 
 
Ride on and turn the people on 
 
Never mind morgan 
Thieved my mamma`s tomato 
Thieved her sweet potato 
Reball the banana 
Then they make it hyper 
For us to live together 
My generation 
Got to stand up in love 
The higher the more 
The stronger the harder 
Do you see it 
Hey 
Those who have eyes like a don 
 
Ride on and turn the people on 
Ride on and turn the people on ...