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We jamming ! Brothers & Sisters

… also … thats it !!!


Bm E7 G F#m7 (x2)

Chorus 1:

Bm E7 G F#m7
We’re jamming, I wanna jam it with you.
Bm E7 G F#m7
We’re jamming, jamming, and I hope you like jamming too.

Verse 1:

Bm E7 Bm E7
Ain’t no rules, ain’t no vow, we can do it any-how,
G F#m7
I and I will see you through.

Bm E7 Bm E7
‚Cos every day we pay the price, with a living sacri-fice,
G F#m7
Jamming ‚till the jam is through.

Chorus 2:

Bm E7 G F#m7
We’re jamming, to think that jamming was a thing of the past.
Bm E7 G F#m7
We’re jamming, and I hope this jam is gonna last.

Verse 2:

Bm E7 Bm E7
No bullet can stop us now; we neither beg, nor will we bow,
G F#m7
Neither can be bought, nor sold.

Bm E7 Bm E7
We all defend the right, that the children us u-nite,
G F#m7
Your life is worth much more than gold.

Chorus 3:

Bm E7
We’re jamming, jamming, jamming, jamming;
G F#m7
We’re jamming in the name of the Lord.
Bm E7
We’re jamming, (jamming, jamming, jamming),
G F#m7
Jamming right straight from Yard.

Middle 8:

Bm Em Bm Em
Holy mount Zi-on, Holy mount Zi-on.
Bm (n.C)
Jah sitteth in mount Zion,
Bm (n.C)
And rules all Creation. Yeah, we’re…

Chorus 4:

Bm E7 Bm
We’re jamming, pop-choo, wa-wa-aw,
We’re jamming, pop-choo-wa, see?
G F#m7
I wanna jam it with you.

Bm E7
We’re jamming, (jamming, jamming, jamming),
G F#m7
I’m jammed, I hope you’re jamming too.

Verse 3:

Bm E7 Bm E7
Jah knows how hard I’ve tried; truth I cannot hide,
G F#m7
To keep you satis-fied.

Bm E7 Bm E7
True love that now ex-ists, is the love I can’t re-sist, so,
G F#m7
Jam by my side.

Chorus 5:

Bm E7
Yeah, we’re jamming, (jamming, jamming, jamming),
G F#m7
I wanna jam it with you.

We’re jamming, we’re jamming, we’re jamming, we’re jamming,
We’re jamming, we’re jamming, we’re jamming, we’re jamming,
G F#m7
Hope you like jamming too…
Bm E7
We’re jamming, we’re jamming, we’re jamming, we’re jamming,
G F#m7
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna jam with you, now.
Bm E7 G F#m7
Jamming, jamming, (I hope you like jamming too).
Bm E7 G
And I hope you like jamming, I hope you like jamming, ‚cos,
I wanna jam it with you.
Bm E7 G F#m7
(Jamming, jamming), I hope you like-a, I hope you like jamming too…



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Bug Powder Dust – K&D Sessions

Super lyrics:

Check it, yo!
I always hit the tape with the rough road styles
You heard the psychdelic and ya came from miles
Keep my rhymes thick like a Guinness brew
So you could call me black and tan when I’m a wreckin‘ a crew
I’m like Bill Lee writing when he’s in Tangiers
And now I’m on a soul safari with my Beatnik peers
Analog reel and a little distortion
Smokin‘ on somethin‘ s’you could say I’m scorchin‘
I never been the type to brag but beware
I’ll make a man burn his draft card like it was hair
Send ya up the river like you lookin‘ for Kurtz
I got the mugwhump jism up in every verse

I always hit the apple when I’m going to shoot
So you can call me William Tell or Agent Cooper to boot
Mr. Mojo Risin‘ on the case again
So tell your mother and your sister and your sister’s friends
Like an exterminator running low on dust
I’m bug powder itchin‘ and I can’t be trust
Interzone trippin‘ and I’m off to Annexia
I gotta get a typewriter that’s sexier
My name is Justin and that’s all that’s it
And I’ll be spittin‘ rhymes wicked like it ain’t for this shit
Houses of the Holy like Jimmy Page
But the song remains the same so I’m stuck in a rage
Just like Jane when she’s going to Spain
I think I’m going away tomorrow, just a fool in the rain
Light up the candles and bless the room
I’m paranoid, snow blind, just a black meat fool

(Refrain 2x)
Bug powder dust an‘ mugwhump jism
And the wild boys runnin‘ Interzone trippin‘
Letter to control about the Big Brother (Led into control?) (Learning
to control?) (Lenin to control?)
Try like hard to not blow my cover

Never been a fake and I’m never phony
I got more flavour than a packet of macaroni
Rock drippin‘ from my every vowel
I’ve got the soul of the sixties like Ginsberg’s Howl
Shootin‘ mad ball and I’m always jukin‘
Take you to the hole and I’m surely hoopin‘
Top of the pops like the Lulu’s show
I’ll take a walk on Abbey Road with my shoes of soul
I got a splinter though, damn, you know man it hurt
I got a Vegemite sandwich from Men at Work
I keep minds in line, but time sublimes,
So when you search you find something like a gold mine
A psychadelic meanderings in the poem
I got a patter, patter anyplace that I roam
Waiting for the sun on a Spanish caravan
Solar eclipse and I’m feeling like starin‘ man

(Refrain 2x)

Who’s that man in the windowpane
Got somethin‘ on his tongue and it’s startin‘ to stain
Sho‘ nuff equip so wop n’get down
Step up on my ladder and you’ll get beat down
Hash bar style so I’m singin‘ day glow
Wakin‘ up the dead like Serpent and the Rainbow
Jeff Spicoli roll me another hay
The Fish that Saved Pittsburgh with Dr. J
Shockin‘ your ass like a faulty vibrator
Hear me now, but you’ll probably get the vibe later
Who knows where the wicked wind blows
Que sera sera just leave it alone
Great space coaster toast up the town ?????
Makin‘ midgets with my man Dr. Shrinker
Pass the hookah, throw down the pillows
Cloth on the ceiling, blow rings that billow
Kick off the shoes and relax your feet
Now roll up your sleeves for this lyrical treat

(Refrain 2x

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Eletronic Jazz & Koto, Meditation

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