Letra de (White Man) in Hammersmith Palais (Live) [Remastered]
One two, one two three fourMidnight to six man For the first time from Jamaica Dillinger and Leroy Smart Delroy Wilson, your cool operatorKen Boothe for UK pop reggae With backing bands sound system If they've got anything to say There's many black ears here to listenBut it was Four Tops all night with encores from stage right Charging from the bass knives to the treble But on stage they ain't got no roots, rock rebel On stage they ain't got no roots, rock rebelDress back and jump back, this is a blue beat attack 'Cos it won't get you anywhere, fooling with the guns The British Army is waitin' out there It weighs fifteen hundred tonsWhite youth, black youth Better find another solution Why not phone up Robin Hood And ask him for some wealth distribution?Punk rocker in the UK They won't notice anyway They're all too busy fightin' For a good place under the lightnin'The new groups are not concerned With what there is to be learned They got Burton suits, ha, you think it's funny Turning rebellion into moneyAll over people changing their votes Along with their overcoats If Adolf Hitler flew in today They'd send a limousine anywayI'm the all night drug prowling wolf Who looks so sick in the sun I'm the white man in the Palais Just lookin' for funOnly lookin' for fun Oh, please this time just give me a nod Well I'm only, lookin' for fun Lookin' lookin' lookin' for fun, F U N