Song Kingston Market - Harry Belafonte. Have you ever seen a rainbow. Or a garden blooming bright. Heard the shuffle of a thousand feet. And drums from morning 'til night?. Come we go down, come we
only find it on a. Black market. Black market. On a black market. On a black market. If I told you my love is a gun. Would you get all of your people to run. Or maybe we can have a little fun. Bang bang
my tab. Run until my legs go numb, I don't plan on looking back. Anything you need you can find it at the market. If you don't hold me down for all I care you can starve bitch. I'm a feed the world
target. Pop music is the black market. Recently we witness bizarre *. The war hit the same time as sars hit. Terrorists send bombs at the concert. The show must go on yo regardless. We're just
Everybody's dancin'. To the Farfisa beat. All the girls are crazy. Actin' out the heat. Tie, shirts and cuff links. Well, that's pretty neat Flash, flash mirror ball. Stereo, the disco. Wow
Yes, yes yall, feel the beat y'all. Freak, freak y'all. Ya don't stop. Yes, yes y'all, feel the beat y'all. Freak, freak y'all. Ya don't stop When Def Jam signed me. They hit the lottery. It
They told him don't you ever come around here. Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear. The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear. So beat it, just beat it. You better run
