Apparaît dans
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Earl Falconer
Chant
James Brown
Batterie
Norman Hassan
Percussion
Michael Virtue
Claviers
Ali Campbell
Chant
Robin Campbell
Guitare
Brian Travers
Saxophone
Jackie Mittoo
Claviers
Astro
Chant
Jimmy Brown
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Derrick Crooks
Paroles/Composition
Delroy Wilson
Paroles/Composition
Hylton Beckford
Paroles/Composition
Winston Bailey
Paroles/Composition
UB40
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
UB40
Production
Howard Gray
Ingénierie
Ray "Pablo" Falconer
Production
Keith Nixon
Ingénierie
Alan Caves
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
Walking down the road
With a pistol in your waist
Johnny you're too bad
Walking down the road
With a ratchet in your waist
Johhny you're too bad
You're just robbin' and stabbin'
And lootin' and shootin'
You're too bad
You're just robbin' and stabbin'
And lootin' and shootin'
You're too bad
One of these days
When you hear a voice say come
Where you gonna run to?
One of these days
When you hear a voice say come
Where you gonna run to?
You're gonna run to the rock
For rescue, there'll be no rock
You're gonna run to the rock
For rescue, there'll be no rock
Walking down the road
With a pistol in your waist
Johnny you're too bad
Walking down the road
With a ratchet in your waist
Johhny you're too bad
You're just robbin' and stabbin'
And lootin' and shootin'
You're too bad
You're just robbin' and stabbin'
And lootin' and shootin'
You're too bad
One of these days
When you hear a voice say come
Where you gonna run to?
One of these days
When you hear a voice say come
Where you gonna run to?
You're gonna run to the rock
For rescue, there'll be no rock
You're gonna run to the rock
For rescue, there'll be no rock
You're gonna run to the rock
For rescue, there'll be no rock
You say that you're bad, you gwan like you mad
You terrorize the people and you make them sad
Why, why, you are the Babylon
You think that you're tough, you gwan like you're rough
Intimidate a man just to call him bluff
Why, why, you are the Babylon
You're just robbin' and stabbin'
And lootin' and shootin'
Boy you're too bad
You're just robbin' and stabbin'
And lootin' and shootin'
Boy you're too bad
You stop an' you search an' you broke in on de house
You turn it upside down like a damn crab louse
You set up a man anyway you can
You double cross the man according to plan.
Why, why you are the Babylon
Why, why you are the Babylon
You give a man weed, put him on the street
You get a three year stretch courtesy of the queen,
Why, why, why you so wicked?
You come an' dance, you will take chance You better watch your step or you will get lanced
Why, why? Because you so wicked
You're just robbin' and stabbin'
And lootin' and shootin'
Boy you're too bad
You're just robbin' and stabbin'
And lootin' and shootin'
Boy you're too bad
In the daytime you smile
In the night time you snarl
You get equipment
Forget in a brawl
You let loose your dogs to set upon the wogs
You come in disguise but everyone get wise
Why, why you are the Babylon
You're gonna run
You're gonna run
But you cannot hide no, no.
Oh no, but you cannot hide
But you cannot hide no, no.
You're gonna run
You're gonna run
But you cannot hide no, no.
Writer(s): Derrick Crooks, Trevor Wilson, Hylton Beckford, Winston Bailey
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