Farley

Chillin' in the basement

Jammin' to Bob Marley

I'm hangin' out with Farley on summer night

The jumper hit the pavement

He's looking for the gold medal

And all he got was flower pedals and a lousy bronze

And I know someday

That I will be running for my life

And when that day comes

I hope that I learn to fly

I know that we can do this

I know that can groove

Oh, this reggae music

From this lousy home

I know that we can do this

I know that we can groove this

Oh, this reggae music

You better get some while you can!

And I know someday

That I will be running for my life

And when that day comes

I hope that I learn to fly

And I know someday

That I will be running for my life

And when that day comes

I hope that I learn to fly