Rasta-Disasta-Reggae Paroles

I´m the greatest Musikclown
From Old Kingston - Town.
But now i´m jetzt in Europ - a
My Head is full with Dop - a
I make mir Zöpfchen in my Haar
und look like a Rastafa.
Reggae, Reggae!
If you are a Rasta - Man
you can make a lot of Zaster then,
you climb the Charts up easily
with this simple Philosophy:
I wanna, I wanna smoke Marihuana,
I wanna, I wanna smoke Marihuana!
Now I´m a little Rastafa
with a lot of Knotel in my Haar,
ob Dope oder Jamaica Rum,
I wanna be in Delirum.
Now i´ve to tell you and it is true,
to smoke is what we have to do,
oh for a World in Harmony, Something to tell you.
Maybe there are Problems in this
World, war, Rassism, and I - I don´t
Know.
Maybe it´s a bad World, but I don´t
want to see it, oh no no no no!
All we have to do is to smoke,
Yeah, to smoke and you kick your
Troubles away like a Coconut.
Yeah, you see, it´s easy!
And now, you buy my new Record
and sing this little Song with me,
Okay, come on all,
with this beautiful Reggae - Melody,
and this stupid Philosophy,
Yeah, and it goes like
This, huh come on!
I wanna, I wanna, smoke Marihuana,
I wanna, I wanna, smoke Marihuana!