Farley

Chillin' in the basement,

Jammin to Bob Marley

I'm hangin' out with Farley on a 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 this,

Oh, this reggae music

From this lousy home

I know that we can do this,

I know that 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