Hang Up
Come on over
Said the tripper to the Gauth
Ul-Azam was the Gauth
Cotton Wool Dede
Master of Masters
I tell you, Dede
From the divers near
BRIDGE
Down in deep
I clocked all of you
To a place so fond
Where there even angel are allowed
There even angel are allowed
CHORUS
Haga Sophia
Haga Sophia
Haga Sophia
Haga Sophia
And you are Ahmad too
And you are the Jesus, the Moses, the Admad too
"Yeah," says the Gauth
"True," says the Hu
"Hang up-
Hang up the phone and come on over"
BRIDGE
CHORUS
CHORUS
If the truth be told
What the tripper saw
His lessons was to meet
To withdraw the devil's gun there
"You've been dragging yourself through a thorn bush with no clothes on
Through a thorn bush with no clothes on, oh"
(Hanging up the phone, hanging up the phone)
(Hanging up the phone, come on over) whoah
(Hanging up the phone, hanging up the phone)
(Hanging up the phone, come on over) whoah
(Hanging up the phone, hanging up the phone) whoah
(Hanging up the phone, come on over)
(Hanging up the phone, hanging up the phone) I tell you, master
(Hanging up the phone, come on over)
(Hanging up the phone, hanging up the phone) You
(Hanging up the phone, come on over)
CHORUS
CHORUS
Hang up the phone and come on over
