Is the music of grove skin rock Soaked in the diesel of was boys war? Blood, black gold and the face of a judge Is the music calling for a river of blood? Beat the drums tonight, Alphonso Spread the news all over the grove The big meeting has decided That total was must burn on the grove Does it mean I should take my machete To chop my way through the path of life? Does it mean I should run with the dog pack Is that the way to be the one to survive? Never need a gun says Tai Chi Move on up to dragon snaps his tail Fall back on still waters Hammer with his eye on the nail Spread the word tonight please, Sammy They're searching every house on the grove Don't go alone now, Sammy! The wind has blown away the corner soul Tell the news for me, Sammy They're searching every place on the grove But don't go down alone new, Sammy! The wind has blown away the corner soul Is the music calling for a river of blood?