Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fortunate Youth
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Holt
Songwriter
Warren Williams
Songwriter
Clement Dodd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fortunate Youth
Producer
Lirik
[Intro]
Oh, I
Said, I won't give it up to you
I feel love, feel love, love, love
[Verse 1]
Oh, jailhouse gets empty
And Rudy gets a-plenty
Oh, the baton stick gets shorter, oh
And Rudy gets taller, taller
[Chorus]
Can't fight against the youth, oh no
Oh, 'cause we're strong
And them rude, rude people, yeah, oh no, yeah
[Verse 2]
When I was a youth in 1983, it was the best day of my life
Had the '89 vision, we didn't fuss or no fight
When all the little daughters wanna be my wife
Feel the vision, it was playin' on my guitar, on my guitar
I had to be there, I had to be there
I had to be there, I had to be there
And the rhythm, it was playin'
Oh, I knew that I gotta be there, yeah
Oh, now Bradley is singing up there, yeah
Oh, and love is be-being out here, yeah
Oh, and the rhythm, it was singing, singing versions, singing versions
Reggae versions, versions, versions, versions, ooh
[Verse 3]
What has been told to the wise and up-rooted? Mmm
It's gonna be revealed unto, unto babes, and Sublime
[Chorus]
Can't fight against the youth, oh no
Right now, them are rude, rude people, oh yeah
Can't fight against the youth, oh no, no
Right now, them are rude, rude people, people, oh no
[Verse 4]
Say we gonna rule, oh, this land among children
We gonna rule this land, oh yeah
'Cause when that rhythm, it was playin' on my guitar, on my guitar
I had to be there, I had to be there
Oh, I, oh, I, had to be-be-be on
I had to be there, oh, no, no, no-no-no-no
[Verse 5]
Oh, said that when I was a youth, it was the best day
It was the best day of my life
Had the '89 vision, we didn't fuss or no fight
When all the little daughters wanna be my wife
When that rhythm, it was playin' on my guitar, on my guitar
I had to be there, I had to be there
I had to be there, I had to be there, I had to be there
Ooh, no-no-no-no-no-no, oh, oh, I had to be there
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh-ah
[Verse 6]
Ooh, said jailhouse gets empty, empty, yeah
And Rudy gets, oh, plenty, plenty, plenty, yeah
Oh, the baton stick gets shorter, shorter, no-no-no-no-no-no
And Jacob, Jacob gets taller, oh, oh
[Outro]
Can't fight against, can't fight against the youth
'Cause we're strong
And them rude, rude people, people, people
People, no-no-no-no, I wanna let you know
Oh, I, I gotta let you know, no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no, ooh
Can't fight against the youth
Written by: Clement Dodd, John Holt, Warren Williams
