Great Stone

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Under that great stone
Got to move
Under that great stone
Got to move
From under the great stone
The stone I'm down below
From under that great stone
Got to remove
Sing it again

Real feel real
That’s how real to me
I love them
Because them give out the victory
Oh many people doubt it
But I can’t live without
Just because I love it so
It’s so real to me

It soon be done
All of my troubles and triumphs
When I get over
Over on the other side
I wanna shake my hand with the elder
Tell all the people good morning
Burn my telephone trial list yes I will

Ain’t got no style and ain’t got no fashion
Elementary
Ain’t got no style and ain’t got no fashion
Ain’t got that style and ain’t got no fashion
Ain’t got no style ain’t got no fashion

One thing down with your drain
The doctor loved you so well
But now that your dead

I love I love I love I love my entertainin'
I don’t want I don’t want I don’t want I dont want no excitement
I don’t want I don’t want I don’t want I dont want no indictment
I don’t need I don’t need I don’t need I dont need no disappointment
Oh lord god

From under that great stone got to move
From under that great stone
Got to remove
From under the great stone
Stone

Long time they call because you don’t feel the come
I can see it when you're comin and gone
Long time that you call you but you don’t feel the come
Are you comin when your comin and comin

Whoa upon the east
Whoa upon the south
Whoa upon the north
This is what its all about

Long time that you call you but you don’t feel the come
I can see it you comin in, come
So rasta warn you
Night and day I call you

Mother that mother that mother that
Great stone got to move
Mother that great stone
Got to remove
From under the great stone
Stone


Autor(es): Bradley Nowell