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
so 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
and 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
'Cause she prays a little different to a god up there,

You say you're a Christian 'cause God made you,
You say you're a Muslim 'cause God made you,
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! (hello, hello)
Bonjour, bonjour! (bonjour bonjour)
Hola, hola! (hola hola)
Konnichiwa, konnichiwa wa! (konnichiwa, konnichiwa)
x2

Follow me
let me take to the dancehall
now to come a rock this rhythm
Follow me
let me take to the dancehall
now to come a skankin'
Follow me
let me take to the dancehall
now to come a rock this rhythm
Follow me
let me take to the dancehall
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 machine
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're walkin' or drivin' in your car
throw your hands high and
tell me who you are

Hello, hello! (hello, hello)
Bonjour, bonjour! (bonjour bonjour)
Hola, hola! (hola hola)
Konnichiwa, konnichiwa wa! (konnichiwa, konnichiwa)
x2

Bubble from Nigeria to Botswana
Bubble Botswana to Ethipia
Bubble Ethipia to Zimbabwe
now bubble Zimbabwe to Mexicana
Bubble Mexico to Braziliana
Bubble Brazilia to Americana
Bubble from America to Japan
Bubble from Japan to China
Bubble from a China to a Pakistana
Bubble from a Pakistan to Australia
Bubble from Australia to Palestina
Bubble from a Palestine to Israel
Bubble bubble booyaka
Jamaica
Bubble to Italia(italia), España(españa), Britania(britania)
Bubble bubble dance to the sound

Hello, hello! (hello, hello)
Bonjour, bonjour! (bonjour bonjour)
Hola, hola! (hola hola)
Konnichiwa, konnichiwa wa! (konnichiwa, konnichiwa)
x2

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