Kinky Paradise

Yeah, in come the musical thing
Let's take a ride pon Rocksteady band wagon
Lord, Lord, Lord

They took me away
To a kinky paradise, oh Lord
Took me away
The sufferer pay your price

They took me away
To a kinky paradise, oh Lord
Took me away

East and west
North and south
Everywhere I go
There ain't no doubt
See the system go round and round
Far away from what's worth to be found

I'm a living Rastaman
We are living Rasta, yeah
I'm a living Rastaman
Trying to do no wrong

They took me away
To a kinky paradise, oh Lord
Took me away
The sufferer pay your price

Took me away
Lord, Lord
Took me away

But I don't eat up no swine
Even I know it tastes fine, yeah
Nobody drink no bad wine
Two spliffs would be better
It's easy to find

I'm a living Rastaman
We are living Rasta, yeah
I'm a living Rastaman
Trying to do no wrong

They took me away
To a kinky paradise, oh Lord
Took me away
The sufferer pay your price
Took me away
To a kinky paradise
Took me away
The sufferer pay your price
Lord

Yeah now

Oh, la la la la la la
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Moll, Thomas Eibl, Udo Tschammer
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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