10 Cc - Deadlock Holiday Lyrics
I was walkin down the streetConcentratin on truckin rightI heard a dark voice beside of meAnd I looked round in a state of frightI saw four faces, one madA brother from the gutterThey looked me up and down a bitAnd turned to each otherI sayI dont like cricket oh noI love itI dont like cricket no noI love itDont you walk through my wordsGot to show some respectDont you walk through my wordscause you aint heard me out yetWell he looked down at my silver chainHe said Ill give you one dollarI said you got to be jokin man,It was a present from me motherHe said I like it, I want it,Ill take it off your handsAnd youll be sorry you crossed meYoud better understand that youre alone,A long way from home!I sayI dont like reggae no noI love itI dont like reggaeI love itDont you cramp me styleDont you queer me pitchDont you walk through my wordscause you aint heard me out yetI hurried back to the swimming poolSinkin pina calardaI heard a dark voice beside me sayWould you like something harderShe said Ive got it, you want it,My harvest is the bestAnd if you try it, youll like itAnd whollow in a dreadlock holidayAnd I sayDont like jamaica oh noI love herDont like jamaica oh noI love her oh yeaDont you walk through her wordsGot to show some respectDont you walk through her wordscause you aint heard her out yetI dont like cricketI love it dreadlock holidayI dont like reggaeI love it dreadlock holidayDont like jamaicaI love it dreadlock holiday
