I finally see wrong from right Oh, I think I like it I think I like what I'm feelin' Even though it's such a surprise But you know Oh, I think I really like it I think I like what I feel And changes really open your eyes I finally see the light

Even though I know it's been tough I can't stress enough no matter what, mama I love you You've always been there by my side You've taught the wrong from the right, mama I love you This for you (uh) there ain't one day that go by where I don't think

From the unknown I ran away, I don't think I'm coming back home Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa Like a crawlspace, it's a dark place I roam Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I know I problem solve with Styrofoam My world revolves around a black hole

Underneath we're all the same I've been around a while I know wrong from right And since a long time ago Things been always black and white Just like you can't judge a book by the cover We all gotta be careful

I've been living the best I can Ever since my life began Won't be no stranger Some fools don't know what's right from wrong But somehow those folks belong Me, I travel all I'm worth But I still remain a stranger on this earth Some people gloom, other

They say, Ruby you're like a dream Not always what you seem And though my heart may break when I awake Let it be so I only know, Ruby, it's you They say, Ruby you're like a song You don't know right from wrong And in your eyes I see heart aches for me

Please don't stop loving me You were born just to be in my arms Your lips were made just to be kissed by me Kissed by me When I'm with you I don't know day from night, wrong from right You are my world, that's all I know I love you so, I won't let go

Feel it in the one drop I know Jah's never let us down Pull your rights from wrong Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no! They made their world so hard (so hard) For we no want no devil philosophy So feel this drumbeat They made their world so hard O-ooh, yea-ah,

Living the dream like a London Queen I never thought I'd be living in the USA Doing things the American way When I'm driving on the wrong side of the road I feel like JFK you know Right away from Holloway I said "Mum, this isn't a holiday Listen up, I

You ain't talkin' to Mrs. Jones You speakin' to Miss Wilson now Who's that knockin' on that door You better get away from that door I don't know nobody named Jones You're in the right church, brother, but the wrong pew Sam Jones left his lawful wife,