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Subject: DAT Date: 2003-09-02 07:30:38 |
Could someone please let me know the lyrics (or at least some of them) for 'Dat' by Pluto Shervington. Liver ENGLAND. |
Subject: Re: DAT Date: 2003-09-12 16:55:11 |
Rasta Ozzy from up the hill Decides to check on him grocery bill When him add up the things him need He do when he done see if he buy a little weed Him hoping in Jah lord (trusting in god) Ready I am just meditate The time is so hard lord I might have to think about emigrate I make up me mind lord Might as well go and (de)cide my fate So of over the market I sight the butcher boy by the gate Chorus You want goat? No I might take a kilo queen Try beef now I no check now if the grass were green What about fowl What a I know is fancy a change Maybe fish Got children aren’t all that rich What about steak What you know, you no sight me rich How about tripe Burn me belly when I pull me pipe Well how about pork Hush your mouth man, me brethren hear Sell I a pound of dat thing there Then the butcher pull up a stool Begin the question as how him so fool What kind of something cook in a pot From him bali never did hear about that well what ya know master Given time I’ll try and explain its just like a flim show to protect the humble we change the name I would have feel so cute …………………………fat I know I’ll feel safer if we change the subject and call it Dat Ozzy pay off the butchers bill Take the parcel and trod up the hill Like a spy to you think him meet Rasta Jeremiah from down the street guidance me brethren Is what you have there in that a there bag? Him kinda get frighten And begin to hide it beneath him rag That man don’t get high lord If we go on the yard and take a sat Meanwhile light a fire I while help you Heat up the pound I got |
Subject: Re: DAT Date: 2003-10-16 07:17:31 |
This is my best guess at the lyrics! hope it helps. Raster ozzy from up de hill Decided to check pon him grocery bill And when him add up the tings he need De dunny done whey him say fi buy little weed In help im in jar lard, with it I am just meditate The time is so hard lard, im monathink about emigrate Im make up me mind lard, I might as well go an sign my fate So of ourrta market, I sight me butcher boy by de gate. Yuh wan goat? NO, I mighta kill I queen Try beef nuh? I nuh check fi nuh grass whe green Wat about fowl? Watch I now, is time fi a change Me have fish Got children outta dat range Ow about de steak? Whatcha no you now sight me rich Try de tripe Bun me belly when mi pull mi pipe Alright hold de pork Hush yuh mouth mind mi breadren hear Sell I a pound, of dat ting dere Den de butcher pulled up a stool Begin to question ozzy, how hims a fool What kind of suminc, who pee in a pod From im barn he never did hear about dat Well wat you no master He buy time, I could try explain Its just like a flim show We protect de home brew an change de name I would av been so cute, if come in and ask for some arnol fat Ill life if safer if change de subject and call it dat. Yuh wan goat? NO, I mighta kill I queen Tec de beef den. I no check fi no grass with green Wat about fowl? Watch I now, is time fi a change Tec fish den. Got children outta dat range Me ave good steak you know! Whatcha no you now sight me rich Tec de tripe den! Bun me belly when mi pull mi pipe First trye de pork den. Hush yuh mouth mind mi bredren hear Sell I a pound, of dat ting dere Ozzy pay off de butcher bill Take de parcel an trod up de hill Like a spy to you tink him meet Raster Jeremiah from down de street Guidance me breathren Is why you havin in dat der bag Him kinda get frighten And begin to hide it beneath him rag Dat man don’t get high lard If we go on behard an take a sat Meanwhile light a fire I will help you Heat up the pound of dat. |
Subject: Re: DAT Date: 2003-12-07 14:55:56 |
This is my attempt. There are still a few things wrong but I think we're getting closer. Rasta Ozzy from up the hill Decide fi check ‘pon him grocery bill When him add up de t’ings him need De dunny done when him see fi buy little weed Him hand ‘pon him jaw, lord Ready I am just meditate The time is so hard lord I man a t’ink ‘bout emigrate I make up me mind lord I might as well go and sign my fate So I forward a market I sight the butcher boy by the gate Chorus You want goat? No I might-a kill I queen Try beef nuh I no check fi no grass weh green What about fowl What’cha know is time fi have change Me have fish Got children out a dat range How 'bout de steak? What’cha know, you no sight me rich How about tripe Bu’n me belly when I pull me pipe Well how about pork Hush your mouth man, me brethren hear Sell I a pound of dat t’ing there Then de butcher pull up a stool Begin fi question Ozzy how him so fool What kind a sump’in cook in a pot From him bawl him never did hear ‘bout dat Well what’cha know master He buy time mek’a try explain Its just like a flim show Fi protect the humble we change the name I would have feel so cute Fi come in and ask we some .......fat (presumably a slang word for ganga) I and I feel safer if we change the subject and call it Dat Ozzy pay off de butcher bill Tek de parcel and trod up the hill Like a spy who do you t’ink him meet? Rasta Jeremiah from down the street Guidance me brethren Is wha’ you have there in a dat dere bag? Him kinda get frighten And begin fi hide it beneath him rag That man don’t get high lord Mek we go on the yard and take a sat Meanwhile light a fire I will help you eat off de pound a dat |
Subject: Re: DAT Date: 2004-04-09 04:47:35 |
Rasta Ozzy from up the hill Decide fi check ‘pon him grocery bill When him add up de t’ings him need De dunny done whe him save fi buy lik weed Him hand ‘pon him jaw, lord Rydem I and just meditate This time is so hard lord I man a t’ink ‘bout emigrate I make up me mind lord I might as well go and sign my fate So I forward a market I sight the butcher boy by the gate Chorus You want goat? No I might-a kill I queen Try beef nuh I no check fi no grass weh green What about fowl What’cha know is time fi a change Me have fish Got children out a dat a range How 'bout de steak? What’cha know, you no sight me rake How about tripe Bu’n me belly when I pull a me pipe Well how about pork Hush your mouth mind me brethren hear Sell I a pound of dat t’ing der Then de butcher pull up a stool Begin fi question Ozzy how him so fool What kind a sump’in cook in a pot From him born him never did hear ‘bout dat Well what’cha know master Give I time mek’a try explain Its just like a flim show Fi protect the humble we change the name I and I'll feel so cute Fi come in and aks fe some arnalfat (slang word for pork) I and I feel safer if we change the subject and call it Dat Ozzy pay off de butcher bill Tek de parcel and trod up the hill Like a spy who do you t’ink him meet? Rasta Jeremiah from down the street Guidance me brethren Is wha’ you have there in a dat dere bag? Him kinda get frighten And begin fi hide it beneath him rag That man don’t get high lord Mek we go on the yard and take a sat Meanwhile light a fire I will help you eat off de pound a dat Hope this helps... we're getting there! Does anyone know the chord sequence? :-) |