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B.L.M.
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B.L.M. fue lanzado el 1 de febrero de 2019 por UMC (Universal Music Catalogue) como parte del álbum Encore
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ÁlbumEncore
Fecha de lanzamiento1 de febrero de 2019
Sello discográficoUMC (Universal Music Catalogue)
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM110

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
The Specials
The Specials
Intérprete
Terry Hall
Terry Hall
Voces
Lynval Golding
Lynval Golding
Guitarra
Horace Panter
Horace Panter
Bajo eléctrico
Nikolaj Torp Larsen
Nikolaj Torp Larsen
Teclados
Steve Cradock
Steve Cradock
Guitarra
Kenrick Rowe
Kenrick Rowe
Batería
Tim Smart
Tim Smart
Trombón
Pablo Mendelssohn
Pablo Mendelssohn
Trompeta
Oli Langford
Oli Langford
Violín
Tom Pigott-Smith
Tom Pigott-Smith
Violín
Bruce White
Bruce White
Viola
Ian Burdge
Ian Burdge
Violonchelo
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Terry Hall
Terry Hall
Composición
Lynval Golding
Lynval Golding
Composición
Horace Panter
Horace Panter
Composición
Nikolaj Torp Larsen
Nikolaj Torp Larsen
Composición
Producción e ingeniería
Terry Hall
Terry Hall
Producción
Lynval Golding
Lynval Golding
Producción
Horace Panter
Horace Panter
Producción
Nikolaj Torp Larsen
Nikolaj Torp Larsen
Producción
Sophie Ellis
Sophie Ellis
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
George Murphy
George Murphy
Ingeniería
Cenzo Townshend
Cenzo Townshend
Ingeniería de mezcla
Rob Sellens
Rob Sellens
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Frank Arkwright
Frank Arkwright
Masterización

Letra

Lynval Golding, born 1951
Mendes, St Catherine, Jamaica
The year was 1954 you know
Sir Winston Churchill, shout across the West Indian Islands
Him seh "Come, help us re-build this country, devastated by war"
And so anyway, my father set sail upon the Windrush
Bound for a new life
My father was a tailor by trade
And so this could be the possibility of all possibilites
But no, there was no cloth to stitch
Instead yuh know wah? Him find work in a steel foundry
Pouring hot metal, day and night, day and night
And even worse, you know what I mean
Him try to find a room to rent, this was becoming a nightmare for him
Him knock on door, after door, after door
But the sign in the window keep sayin' the same thing
"No Darks, no Irish, no Blacks"
Welcome to England
I'm not here to teach you
I'm not here to preach to you
I just want to reach out
And say
Time move on
In 1964 my father shout across to Jamaica
"Son" Him seh, "Come join me"
So I set sail on a ship called the 'Askina'
When I reach Southampton, on a cold winter's night
Boy I was freezing
I want to tell the captain to just tek me back to Jamaica
But no, I was here to stay
So me father send me to a school
Linden Road school in Gloucester
I remember the first play time
A bwoy shout across to me "Oi you black bastard, come here"
I said "What?!"
He said "Come here you black bastard"
I still couldn't believe, I says "What?
Are you talking to me?
Are you talking to me?"
Boy, welcome to England
I'm not here to teach you
I'm not here to preach to you
I just want to reach out
And say
In 1994 I move again
The land of the free, the home of the brave
The United States of America
And there I was just walk along in the sun
Minding my own business
Such a beautiful day man
When I remember
I had to buy a watch for my sister's birthday
When boy eventually I found this store
As I walked through the door
This woman in the store shouted at me
"What you doing here, you god damn ****?!"
Said "I'm just, I'm just tryna buy a watch for my sister"
When she heard my accent she said
"Oh you're not from here, you're not one of them"
"One of them" I said
"You mean me bein' black
Well ma'am let me tell you somethin' here right
I am black, is that all you see
The colour of my skin?"
In England them call we a black bastard
In America they call you a god damn ****
Boy, welcome to my world
But I'm not here to teach you
I'm not here to preach to you
I just want to reach out
I'm sayin'
Black Lives Matter
Written by: Horace Panter, Lynval Golding, Nikolaj Torp Larsen, Terry Hall
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