Real tugs never forger the dump land Or where mi come from Real tugs never worry bout pagan Cause wi destiny done plan Some say we nah go live long The others seh a judgement road wi live pon A next set say mi sell my soul to satan Jah bless me fi shame

It is almost impossible to catch up And no one knows what the next day will bring It's time to get to work I challenge you to work After you've missed a day's work A day like this will come A day like the will go There's no secret about this You reap

I'll be coming home next year Say goodbye When I come down I'm in the sky tonight There I can keep by your side Come on, get on, get on Living with our heads underground Everything's all right up here Watching the wide world riot

I'll be coming home next year Say goodbye When I come down I'm in the sky tonight There I can keep by your side Come on, get on, get on Living with our heads underground Everything's all right up here Watching the wide world riot

Resolutions, baby they come and go Will I do any of these things? The answers probably no If there's one thing I must do, despite my greatest fears I'm gonna say to you, I felt all of these years I'm gonna tell you how I feel Next year, things are gonna

We'll love together Let's take our time baby Over and over Slowly deep inside me Hold me and kiss my body Only you can make me Love lasts forever Come here next to me

We can see where things go naturally Just say the word and I'll part the sea It's alright Just come over here and sit next to me Yeah, it's alright Yeah it's over, it's over I'm circling these vultures Got me praying, man this hunger Feeling something

Welcome back to the pipe Oh, hello, thank you for tuning in You're listening to Breeze FM Where we shoot the breeze, all day long Up next we have a little treat for you A few new songs from new comer Mac DeMarco, So sit back and enjoy Ladies and

And it feels like rain Down here the river, meets the sea And in the sticky heat I feel ya' open up to me Love comes out of nowhere baby, just like a hurricane Lying here, underneath the stars right next to you And I'm wondering who you are and How do

Find a plane ticket, come right now South Beach, when the sun go down Soft streets for the sunroof down, soft streets for the sunroof down There's Gucci this, Gucci that She used to wear the Baby Phat Got a budget on yo' ass though So she let me bust it