Pound a Spinach (Entschuldigungsbrief)

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(Intro)
(Bassy Reggae beat kicks in, off-beat piano chords)
Wah gwan, my bredda S? Me wake up dis mornin' and me head a spin like record... listen!

(Verse 1)
Me dear S, when de sun rise up today,
Me memory foggy, everything just gray.
Me have a red eye, and Ruth have a blue,
Lord God, me no know what we did go through!
Inna me suit, a whole pound a spinach stick,
(A pound a spinach...)
Me head feel heavy, me feelin' quite sick.
Me think me see your wife kick de mirror down,
But who drench Hermann wid de soup? Me act like a clown!

(Pre-Chorus)
A dark cloud cover de truth, me can’t see,
Me spine feel like jelly, wah gwan wid me?
A de wine? Or a pure madness inna de air?
How me coulda be such a bumbling bear?

(Chorus - Catchy Melodic Reggae)
Oh, forgive me fi de night when de vibe did stray,
A whirlwind a rum and pure foolishness play.
De friendship we build, so strong and so tall,
Mash up like china plate pon de floor, dem fall.
(Shards everywhere...)
Mek we heal de wounds, mek we start anew,
Before de rift get too wide between me and you.
Without yuh, de world just dull and dry,
Forgive me me foolishness, me tell yuh no lie.

(Verse 2)
Me haffi admit, me starts de whole heap a mess,
Me drunk like a fish, me haffi confess.
Forgive me fi everything me break and me spill,
And why me put wax pon poor Fips? (Me feel ill...)
(Poor likkle Fips...)
Me see de glass glisten inna de light,
A laugh dat get lost inna de middle a de fight.
Me dance too hard? Me cross de line?
Me no have no answer, me head out a line.

(Bridge - Half-spoken, Dub style)
De punch did sweet – and de pheasant did nice!
Now it over. Me feel like me neck inna a noice.
But no banish de man who want pay fi de plate,
Me replace de china, don’t make it too late.
(Me no want pushy...)
Just one more chance, just a likkle piece a grace,
Me miss de old times and de smile pon yuh face.

(Outro)
Memory a dance like a shadow inna de street,
Patchwork a shame from me head to me feet.
Give me one chance, just a likkle bit...
(One more chance...)
But wait... who drench Hermann wid de soup?
Forgive me... me foolishness today.

(Final Chord - Deep Bass line fades out)

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(Intro) (Bassy Reggae beat kicks in, off-beat piano chords) Wah gwan, my bredda S? Me wake up dis mornin' and me head a spin like record... listen! (Verse 1) Me dear S, when de sun rise up today, Me memory foggy, everything just gray. Me have a red eye, and Ruth have a blue, Lord God, me no know what we did go through! Inna me suit, a whole pound a spinach stick, (A pound a spinach...) Me head feel heavy, me feelin' quite sick. Me think me see your wife kick de mirror down, But who drench Hermann wid de soup? Me act like a clown! (Pre-Chorus) A dark cloud cover de truth, me can’t see, Me spine feel like jelly, wah gwan wid me? A de wine? Or a pure madness inna de air? How me coulda be such a bumbling bear? (Chorus - Catchy Melodic Reggae) Oh, forgive me fi de night when de vibe did stray, A whirlwind a rum and pure foolishness play. De friendship we build, so strong and so tall, Mash up like china plate pon de floor, dem fall. (Shards everywhere...) Mek we heal de wounds, mek we start anew, Before de rift get too wide between me and you. Without yuh, de world just dull and dry, Forgive me me foolishness, me tell yuh no lie. (Verse 2) Me haffi admit, me starts de whole heap a mess, Me drunk like a fish, me haffi confess. Forgive me fi everything me break and me spill, And why me put wax pon poor Fips? (Me feel ill...) (Poor likkle Fips...) Me see de glass glisten inna de light, A laugh dat get lost inna de middle a de fight. Me dance too hard? Me cross de line? Me no have no answer, me head out a line. (Bridge - Half-spoken, Dub style) De punch did sweet – and de pheasant did nice! Now it over. Me feel like me neck inna a noice. But no banish de man who want pay fi de plate, Me replace de china, don’t make it too late. (Me no want pushy...) Just one more chance, just a likkle piece a grace, Me miss de old times and de smile pon yuh face. (Outro) Memory a dance like a shadow inna de street, Patchwork a shame from me head to me feet. Give me one chance, just a likkle bit... (One more chance...) But wait... who drench Hermann wid de soup? Forgive me... me foolishness today. (Final Chord - Deep Bass line fades out)

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