The Rasta's Green Garden - The Blims

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The Rasta's Green Garden Lyrics

Well I'm not political I've never even voted
But my home is where my heart is and my heart is on a boat trip
Racing racing out on the open swell
My hearts not nohas ark you know there's room for you aswell
Chorus
I said raster raster sat under your coconut tree
What's it like to be free
Please please don't tell me
Tell everybody
I see a pretty little girl who's sitting over there
She got her head in her hand like she doesn't care
Her mind is racing racing up in the sky
Try as I may I don't know why
Night turns to day
Day turns to night

Humans by nature they just love to fight
I ask Why Why Why please tell me why
Now its my turn to cry
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The Blims

Biography Way back when nobody could really remember, two guys met up in a campsite, both blown away by the fact they'd come travelling with identical pairs of Adidas Sambas. What are the odds? You tell me. Their lives forever entwined by the fact they had a common love of affordable but solid footwear, the boy's in question, Martin 'what do you mean it looks kinky from over there' Dann and Ben 'what's your name sugar' Fox, decided that Song should definitely follow wine and Women.

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