Dreadlock Holiday

Dreadlock Holiday - Xy

Written by：Eric Stewar/Frank Farian

I was walkin' down the street

Concentratin' on truckin' right

I heard a dark voice beside of me

And I looked round in a state of fright

I saw four faces

One mad a brother from the gutter

They looked me up and down a bit

And turned to each other

I say I don't like cricket aa

Oh no

I love it aa

Yeah

I don't like cricket ah

No no

I love it ah yeah

Don't you walk through my words

You got to show some respect

Don't you walk through my words

'That you ain't heard me out yet