Hola Frank
Sunday morning blues, you know
Just aint the best
When you just want to lie down
And have a good rest
cos the nerves kind of get to you
When you feel kinda small
And all those things moving
Up and down against the wall
Then you tie on that bandana
And you feel kind of though
People know you know
That life is really of rough
And your mama comes and hits you
With a plastic telephone
And shes gone and told you
Youre not even home
And she has called you
On that telephone
On that telephone
On that telephone
Your mum said you werent home
She called you on the telephone
Your mum told you werent home
Oh mama, what did you do?
Oh mama, what did you do?
She tinks Im with her
Im gonna get blue
Im gonna cut my throat
Im gonna smash my head
Im gonna jump into the bath
Im gonna lie in bed
Well anyway that never happened
Because , one day...
Religion came to stay
Oh yeah, religion come to stay
Oh yeah, bad vibes theyve gone all away
Religion came to stay
All right what you tell rastafar
I tell you God there in the heaven
And he looks after you
And thats what they say
Well Im telling you from
The southern United States of America
The God and Christ are in your body
And theyre living with you
Dominus vobiscum, spiritu tuum
All right, lets pray!
Let us pray! Po po po
Let us pray. A ja ja ja
Let us pray! Baby pray for us
Jesus Christ, wont You pray for us?
I think were there
Oh, no! maybe not
(doesnt matter)
Keep on well, you know
These songs get kinda long
Specially when they call me on the telephone
Well Ive forgotten what I thought
So I think Ill just go on and sign this
Oh, baby, stand by me
Oh no no
No woman no cry
Oh, no no
La rubia tarada!!!