I really like to hear his music ringing in the air.
But
anytime I hear a song,
it's the drummer got the slippery down.
The old little fire,
temperature higher.
Beat it like a hammer,
I say beat it little sweeter.
Beat it with the beat drum,
because he beat it,
beat it,
beat it.
Beat it, look at that, the beat drum.
Anytime I hear the drum and I reel and tumble to the ground.
I lazy like a living dead,
me body's not controlled me hand.
And the old little fire,
the temperature higher.
Beat it like a hammer,
beat it little sweeter.
Beat it, look at that, the beat drum.
Beat it with the beat drum,
because he beat it,
beat it,
beat it.
Beat it, look at that, the beat drum.
I like the sound of people feet when drummers beating on the streets.
They put their hand up in the sky and dancing just like butterflies.
And the old little fire,
the temperature higher.
Beat it with the beat drum,
because he beat it,
beat it,
beat it.
Beat it, look at that, the beat drum.
Come
on now.