Trouble You

(Well, this one called, the volcano eruption)

Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
You that mess that dress up in a white-collar shirt
And some of dem weary 'til they resemble dirt (dem)

Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
You that mess that dress up in a white-collar shirt
And some of dem weary 'til they resemble dirt (dem)

Tell Babylon move, no make dem trouble you
No matter what dem wan' do, no make dem trouble you
Tell Babylon move, no make dem trouble you
No matter what dem wan' do, no make dem trouble you

Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
You that mess that dress up in a white-collar shirt
And some of dem weary 'til they resemble dirt (dem)

Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt (hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt-)

To the song we play, is a natural way
Don't let them lead you astray
You know you a general
(Well, this one called, the volcano eruption)

Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
You that mess that dress up in a white-collar shirt
And some of dem weary 'til they resemble dirt (dem)

Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
You that mess that dress up in a white-collar shirt
And some of dem weary 'til they resemble dirt (dem)

(Well, this one called, the volcano eruption)
Nobody move
Nobody get hurt



Credits
Writer(s): Dainel Kausman, Andre Anthony Virgin, Cameron James Edwards, William Richard Knighton, Randall Mcneill, Joe Lenzie
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