Forever Young: The Ska Collection

Buster, he sold the heat with a rock-steady beat

An earthquake is erupting, but not in Orange street
A ghost-dance is preparing, You got to help us with your feet
If you're not in the mood to dance, step back, grab yourself a seat
This may not be uptown Jamaica, but we promise you a treat

Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance, shuffle me off my feet
Even though I'll keep on runnin', I'll never get to Orange street

So I'll say there's nothin' left to say, for the man who set the beat
So I'll leave it up to you out there, to get him back on his feet

Bring back the, who is the, we want the
Bring back the Prince...aahh!

You're looking and listening and hoping that things are changing for the better
You're trying to see if what you're teaching is the truth, sir
You're looking and listening and hoping that things will change for better
Don't wanna preach or teach the blues to you now brother

I just left Victoria Gardens
And walked through Cardboard City land
A burnt out star was asking
How would I like to shake his hand

I walked on in no hurry (hurry, hurry, hurry)
And wondered where did we go wrong

Looking, listening, hoping that things are changing for the better
Don't wanna preach or teach the blues to you now brother

I walked on in no hurry (hurry, hurry, hurry)
And wondered where did we go wrong

Looking, listening, hoping that things are changing for the better
(Only time can tell) don't wanna preach or teach the blues to you now brother

It's a bloody fine situation
That we find ourselves in
He said something I couldn't mention here
And we laughed with him again

I walked on in no hurry (hurry hurry hurry)
And wondered where did we go wrong

Looking, listening, hoping that things are changing for the better
And trying to see if what you're teaching is the truth, sir

She said it's for the good of us all (of us all, of us all)

Looking, listening, hoping that things are changing for the better
Don't wanna preach or teach the blues to you now brother

I'm not so sure (sure, sure, sure)

And now it is early evening
I look across grey Leicester Square
A large and silent crowd were walking
Said they had every right to be there

Looking, listening, hoping that things are changing for the better
(Said they had every right to be there)
And trying to see if what you're teaching is the truth, sir
(Said they had every right to the square)

Looking, listening, hoping that things are changing for the better
(You get what you don't want) [righ to be there]
Don't wanna preach or teach the blues to you now brother
(You want what you don't get) [right to be there]

Looking, listening, hoping that things are changing for the better
(You have what you don't need) [right to the square]
And trying to see if what you're teaching is the truth, sir
(You need what you don't have) [right to be there]

Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmaster's breaking all the rules
Having fun and playing fools
Smashing up the woodwork tools
All the teachers in the pub
Passing round the ready-rub
Trying not to think of when
The lunchtime bell will ring again.

Oh what fun we had
But, did it really turn out bad
All I learnt at school
Was how to bend not break the rules
Oh what fun we had
But at the time it seemed so bad
Trying different ways
To make a difference to the days.

The headmaster's had enough today
All the kids have gone away
Gone to fight with next door's school
Every term, that is the rule
Sits alone and bends his cane
Same old backsides again
All the small ones tell tall tales
Walking home and squashing snails.

Lots of girls and lots of boys
Lots of smells and lots of noise
Playing football in the park
Kicking pushbikes after dark
Baggy trousers, dirty shirt
Pulling hair and eating dirt
Teacher comes to break it up
Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup.

Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers
Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers

My girl's mad at me
I didn't wanna see the film tonight
I found it hard to say
She thought i'd had enough of her
Why can't she see
She's lovely to me
But i like to stay in
And watch tv on my own
Every now and then

My girl's mad at me
Been on the telephone for an hour
We hardly said a word
I tried and tried but i could not be heard
Why can't i explain
Why do i feel this pain
Cause everything i say
She doesn't understand
She doesn't realise
She takes it all the wrong way

My girl's mad at me
We argued just the other night
I thought we'd got it straight
We talked and talked until it was light
I thought we'd agreed
I thought we'd talked it out
Now when i try to speak
She says that i don't care
She says i'm unaware
And now she says i'm weak