Hello Bonjour

I don’t need a passport to walk on this earth
Anywhere I go 'cause
I was made of this earth
I'm born of this earth,
I breathe of this earth
And even with the pain
I believe in this earth
So I wake up in every mornin' and
I'm steppin' on the floor
I wake up in every mornin' and
I'm steppin' out the door
I got faith in the sky, faith in the one
Faith in the people rockin' underneath the sun'
Cause every bit of land is a holy land
And every drop of water is a holy water
And every single child is a son or a daughter
Of the one earth mama, and the one earth papa
So don’t tell a man that he can’t come here'
Cause he got brown eyes and a wavy kind of hair
And don’t tell a woman that she can’t go there
Because she prays a little different to a
God up there
You say you’re a Christian
[00:56.57]'cause God made you
You say you’re a Muslim
You say you’re a Hindu
and the next man a Jew
And we all kill each other
'cause God told us to?
Nah!Hello, hello!
[03:40.18][02:47.26][02:37.23][01:18.70][01:08.27]Bonjour, bonjour!
[03:42.68][02:49.97][02:39.58][01:21.21][01:11.01]Hola, hola!
[03:56.03][03:45.69][02:52.97][02:42.13][01:23.96][01:13.97]Konnichiwa, konnichiwa wa!
[03:37.59][02:44.98][02:34.79][01:16.36]Hello, hello!
[04:08.85][01:42.50][01:37.25][01:32.06][01:26.61]Follow me, follow me, follow me, let me take to the dancehall
[01:40.15][01:29.16]Now to come a rock this rhythm
Now to come a skankin'
In a Spearhead style, now hear this!
So you dance to the rhythm, bounce to the rhythm
Shake to the rhythm and you roll the rhythm
Sweat to the rhythm, get wet to the rhythm
Make love to the rhythm, clean up to the rhythm
When you movin' you come alive
And when ya grooving in rhythm we survive
So don't panic, don't panic
No drum machines, this is all organic
Just Sly and Robbie on the drums and the bass
Stickie on percussion and we mashin' up the place
Givin' you a beat you can rock and roll to
Givin' you a sound you can shake your soul to
So hip hoppas, punk rockas
Roots rockas, even wood stockas
Don't need a passport, just send a postcard
Send me a message, let me know how you are
Whether you are walkin' or drivin' in your car
Throw your hands high tell me who you are
Bubble from Nigeria to
BotswanaBubble
Botswana to
EthiopiaBubble
Ethiopia to
ZimbabweNow bubble
Zimbabwe to
MexicanaBubble
Mexico to
Braziliana
Bubble Brazilia to
Americana
Bubble from America to
Japan
Bubble from Japan to
China
Bubble form a China to
Pakistana
Bubble from a Pakistan to
Australia
Bubble from Australia to
Palestrina
Bubble from a Palestine to
Israel
Bubble bubble booyaka,
Jamaica
Bubble to
Italia
España
Britania
Bubble bubble dance to the sound
Drums and bass