Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Horace Andy "Spying Glass"

You live in the city

You mind your own business

What you see you don't see

But some people they always see

They never mind their own business

You move to the country

You live in the hills

You think you're far from the wicked

When you check it them a use spying glass

They want to know all your business

You live in the city

You stay by yourself

You avoid their company

Still some people are prying you out

Just because you are rasta

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