Suspicious behavior,
what is the criteria?
Is it the way that you act?
How is it you call out?
Sure!
I went to the garage,
something was wrong with my accelerator
They said they would fix it,
leave it with us and come back later
So where shall I go now,
what shall I do, where shall I venture?
I go to the center, holla up on the bus,
holla up on adventure
Standing at the bus stop,
inna the winter, inna
December
Me body a shiver, me nose a run,
me spine a quiver
Them two policemen,
were looking at me like they were in a temper
I know I'm not wanted,
I'm sure if I was I woulda remember
They got presumptuous,
situation look ing dangerous
I coulda been nervous,
but inna the father I'm a good me trust
It could have been serious
But me decide fi cool and never curse
C .S .K. asked them one boss
Me say officer you never
had to make no fuss
Look how all the people
started looking at us
You ask me why you make the bus stop
It is obvious
Of ficer I'm waiting for a bus
Must look suspicious
Must look suspi cious
Must look suspicious,
must look suspicious
True all the bus, me miss the bus and
me said shut and kiss me teeth
Walking good for me,
make me exercise me feet
Me inna di driver seat and I'm
me car most of the week
Help me heartbeat,
I will go walking down the street
I heard some people shouting
with some words I can't repeat
I was not doing nothing so
I went and take a peek
In the entrance of a shop I
saw four people in a heap
At the bottom was a black youth
so crush he couldn't speak
The man dem pon the top a tell
the crowd dem catch a thief
A citizen's arrest and dem
a wait for the police
Roughing up the youth he got
an elbow inna him teeth
When out drop the youth we see,
the shopkeeper said it wasn't that black youth there
He bought his merchandise fair and square,
you make the thief get away, you make the thief get clear
Was that white youth with the blonde hair,
must look suspicious
Must look suspicious
We must look suspicious
Some muggas are black, that is true
But don't you know that
white people mugg people
too?
Indiana mugga mugga fi yuff in the loop
A chiny mugga mugga with a bit of kung fu
Ya garden mugga seh dem a
Muslim mugga seh dem a
Jew
Mug ga every race,
every colour, every hue
Mugga don't got no colour,
that is my point of view
They only want to blame it on me
and the outshore, you know
You know it no right,
associating colour with the crime
Know it no nice,
but you know it happens all the time
When I'm at the airport,
they always seem to pick me out the line
They want my passport, they look at it all,
they can't believe it's mine
Where am I going?
Where am I from?
What's my flight and what's the time?
Concentrating on me,
forgetting about the man behind
And in my snuggle they dump the
cigarettes and all the wine
And I'm gone long time
