| All over the world, you can hear the people bawling for peace, as I would tell
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| it to you
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| But I say, you gotta find some kind of peace in your heart, as I would tell you,
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| we would love apart, as I would say
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| Whole lotta cats are looking for war, as I would say
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| Why they look for war, they gotta stay far
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| you know
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| We’d be able to go find some kind of star, as I would tell you
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| If you deal with some kind of war, you really got to stay far, as I would say
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| Catering for the ruder people living today, as I would tell it to you,
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| come on down with me
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| Each and every one, you got to live and wait, and live for liberation,
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| and that would be great
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| Brothers, you got to be free from the chain of slavery
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| Joining hands and heart in unity, and shout the word love of Mary Lee,
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| as I would say
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| Get on the track for the cage is back, as I would tell you
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| And I tell you, start the double attack
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| Don’t you be like the man called Mister Mack, as I would tell you,
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| don’t go in him track
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| When the music hits you, you got to stick with it, you know
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| Gotta keep on moving like a jojo
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| Like some kinda mojo, as I would say
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| Cats, you gotta move around and play
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| If you really catch a screw, then you are some kind of bobby-boo
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| Madness is gladness and gladness is madness
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| So you gotta have some kind of sadness around you
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| You gotta step on down and give your trouble
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| And I tell you, I’d be on the scene on the double, as I would tell you, baby
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| Never try to have no hate in your mind
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| Kinda peace you will find, as I would say
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| Blow, daddy, blow, like you never blow before, coming from Jamaica way
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| Kinda sound a deal with no kind of war, as I would say
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| Deal with no violence, you will go down in silence, be some kind of and go over
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| the fence
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| And I really don’t mean this with no pretense, you know
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| (scatting)
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| Shu-be-du-be-du-be, come on down with me
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| And be my spree, be free like a bird in a tree
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| War is ugly, as I would tell you
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| When I say ugly, I mean double ugly
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| But we be on the double
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| Put away your trouble, like I say
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| Slip and dive and move and groove
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| Now baby, let me see you move along |