Rollerskates Songtext
von Steel Pulse

Out on the corner with my roller skates, yeah
Having fun with the girls
Says, "I′m feeling great", woo
The dark of the night street lamps glowing
On full blast is my radio, radio

Up comes this guy in his flashy car
(In his mouth stuck a big cigar)
Needed my help said he lost his way
(I never heard a word he said)

To find some street, said he wanted instructions
So I turned down the music
To point out directions, guess what?
(Guy jumped up and messed my clothes) yes it is

(Smashed and grabbed my radio)
Calling all detectives
A criminal at large smoking
A big fat cigar in a flashy car
And thinks him some superstar eh


Life life without music
I can't go go no (I can′t go)
Life without music I can't go (I can't go)

I′m gonna get him
The last thing I do
Must get a beating
′Till him red and blue

Didn't take long to catch him
Parked up car and music blasting
On the sidewalk he was dancing
Stealing the show, the people watching

Roller skate gang
Was hot on his tracks
Stick him up mister

Give me back (give me) give me back (give me)
Give me back (give me) give me back (give me)

My radio (give me)
Guy jumped on me messed up my clothes
Smashed and grabbed my radio
Calling all detectives


A criminal at large smoking
A big fat cigar in a flashy car
Think him some super star eh

Life life without music
I can′t go
Life life without music
I can't go no no

(Jumped on me messed up my clothes) I′m gonna get him
(Smashed and grabbed my radio) the last thing I do can't get away
Grand dumpway (smashed and grabbed my radio) can′t get away it (?)

(Life life without music)
Bimma! murder style (I can't go, life life without music)
Dem have fe get a beatin'
Say dem have fe get a beatin′

Nothing greater (life without music) nothing best
Like the music from my wireless (I can′t go)
Only thing (life without music) that I detest
Is the man who steal my wireless

Him ha fe run like a fugitive (life without music)
Him ha fe run from detective (I can't go)
Him ha fe run like a fugitive (life without music)
Him ha fe run from detective

Samuel Thomas is the thief name
He must lead a life of shame
Some a dem call him Uncle Sam
Some a dem call him Uncle Tom

Uncle Sam and Uncle Tom
Yes they are the same man
S.A.M. means "stealaway music"
T.O.M. means "thiefer of music"

The druna and the bass
Have fe move me waist
The lyrics and song
Keep me strong

Tidim and skank
Have JAH fe thank
Samuel Thomas him have fe get vank

Him have fe get a beatin′ (life without music)
Him have fe get a beatin' (I can′t go)