market streets in Morocco
When an old man came up to me
He said, Rasta, come here,
Have a look, yeah, cause looking is free
I say thanks but no thanks
And I bring that much money
I'm gonna save it for the things that I need
He says with a smile, he says
Buster, do you wanna buy some weed?
do you wanna go fly in the sky?
Buster, don't you want to get high?
And watch all your worries
and your troubles pass you by
Buster, don't you want to fly?
Playing in Marrakech Park
My little boy had got the streak
and he asked us if he could play
with no hope for his younger brothers
from sniffing glue on ive
Jelly, do you wanna go fly in the sky?
Jelly, don't you want to get high?
And wash all your worries
and your troubles past you by
Jelly, don't you want to fly?
Running through the streets at night
I was approached by a guy
who held out his palm to me
And my money was in my pocket,
he was givin' me a real good fight
to leap through his tupless grin
I'm gonna love you tonight
do you wanna go fly in the sky?
Rusta, don't you want to get high?
And watch all your worries
and your troubles pass you by
Buster, don't you want to?
Charlie, don't you want to get high?
And watch all your worries
and your troubles pass you by
Charlie, don't you want to fly?
Bad, bad, bad, oh -oh, oh -oh
