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General Public - Rub It Better lyrics
Now come in all G.P. crew This one is dedicated to you Whether you're black, brown, pink or blue General Public come back for true. Here comes General Public Here comes General Public Here comes General Public To rub it better aha, aha Here comes General Public Here comes General Public Here comes Pato Banton to rub it better Tell it to them, General Public come again To rub it better me friend, is no problem All for one and one for all United we stand but divided we fall I'm serious, me not joking The truth is an offence but never a sin Tell your family and tell your friends General Public have fe come back again Come back again Wadada wadada wa Come back again Wadada wadada wa Come back again Wadada wadada wa Come back again Here comes General Public Here comes General Public Here comes General Public To rub it better aha, aha Here comes Ranking Roger Here comes Ranking Roger Here comes Ranking Roger To rub it better aha, aha Watch the ride The General Public possie pon the mike, and anywhere we go we have to mash it up Watch the ride Man no bother slip or slide just Listen the music and take in the vibes Watch the ride The tune will make you feel so ire, so please don't you take it so serious Watch the ride Man this a de boomshockattack so, Take in the vibes and join in the fun, ay Here comes General Public Here comes General Public Here comes General Public To rub it better aha, aha Here comes Dave Wakeling Here comes Dave Wakeling Here comes Dave Wakeling Here comes Mr. Wakeling To rub it better aha, aha So let me put it this way to you, There's a thing we all need to make our dreams come true There's a place we all know and it's way out there If you take hold me hand then I'll take you there It's kinda tender and toughKinda genkkle and rough Gonna magic away all the the pain of the day What you say...eh? Here comes General Public Here comes General Public Here comes General Public To rub it better aha, aha Cause me seh, whether you are white or whether you are black, gotto Come around and let the good times rock Cause dis yah one dis a de boomshockattack with Papa Roger pon de mike jus a chat Me seh, many years ago me used to wear fe me hat, but Nowadays me have de natty dredlocks, and I Want you fe know seh me well proud of that From you know seh me level just Chill and relax, ay - Chill and relax, ay Chill and relax, ay - Chill and relax, ay Ch-Ch-Ch-Chill nad relax |
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