1, 2, 1, 2, 3
Ruff ruff ruff…
Tripping down nations, de ba se dens
Nah nah nah…
On so many journeys
Always in a hurry
Crossing so many bridges
Just trying to make a living
But we won’t stop, rocking the jam
Because we got the master plan
After tonight you’ll be rocking my way
Field Marshall is the Boss DJ
People try to bruise me
But no words could ever hurt me
No no
Because the bun is in the oven
The baby’s filled with lovin’
Na na
Nah nah nah…
My love can move mountains
My faith is walking by you like a dog
(ruff ruff ruff…)
Be happy, sad, or vicious every mornin’
And I would die right next to you
(if I died, If I died)
Laundry trash and dishes stacking up 10 miles high
The bills are getting higher everyday
(day day day…)
Seeing that our mission has returned it to the victim
Nah nah nah…
Well you should never over look
What it takes to set the fish on the hook
Close minded smile (plastic smile)
Makes you wonder why, wonder why oh why