Babalou
In the middle of the ocean
Storm clouds risin'
A young Christopher Columbus
Was searching the horizon
The crew say, hey
Chris, what we gonna do
All that he could say was
Baba... Baba... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Not matter what you do
You got to Babalou
God's chosen people
Were marching 'round the wall
They played so loud
The wall began to fall
Above all the screaming
A voice came cuttin' through
Joshua was singing
Baba... Baba... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Not matter what you do
You got to Babalou
In nineteen fifty-seven
I was seven years old
Glued to the TV set
Wouldn't do a thing that I was told
I loved Lucy
Fred and Ethel too
And Ricky when he sang
Baba... Baba... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Not matter what you do
You got to Bablou
It's the American way
To have a big election
Go right out and vote
Make a presidential selection
All those politicians
They ain't got a clue
They wouldn't know their butt from a hole in the ground
Or a good Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Not matter what you do
You got to Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Not matter what you do
You got to Babalou
What ever else you do
You got to Babalou
Storm clouds risin'
A young Christopher Columbus
Was searching the horizon
The crew say, hey
Chris, what we gonna do
All that he could say was
Baba... Baba... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Not matter what you do
You got to Babalou
God's chosen people
Were marching 'round the wall
They played so loud
The wall began to fall
Above all the screaming
A voice came cuttin' through
Joshua was singing
Baba... Baba... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Not matter what you do
You got to Babalou
In nineteen fifty-seven
I was seven years old
Glued to the TV set
Wouldn't do a thing that I was told
I loved Lucy
Fred and Ethel too
And Ricky when he sang
Baba... Baba... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Not matter what you do
You got to Bablou
It's the American way
To have a big election
Go right out and vote
Make a presidential selection
All those politicians
They ain't got a clue
They wouldn't know their butt from a hole in the ground
Or a good Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Not matter what you do
You got to Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Babalou... Babalou
Not matter what you do
You got to Babalou
What ever else you do
You got to Babalou
Credits
Writer(s): Steve Ripley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.