Strumming dub plates with our fingers,
Eliminate sounds with our song,
|: Killing a sound boy with this sound :|
Taking sound boys' lives with this dub,
Killing him softly with this sound.
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
|: Killing me softly with his song :|
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song.
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him and listen for a while
And there he was this young boy, stranger to my eyes
I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on
Yo l-boogie, take it to the bridge!