The Insyderz - Carnival lyrics

rate me

Oh, this is a thing called ska

Move over Satan, I'm a God blessed sinner

Try chewing on the bread of life, that's what's for dinner

I gotta stand my ground, gotta hold the fort

Gotta pray hard because life's too short

Spirit tastes great but the worlds less filling

You can be all you can be but you gotta be willing

The operators standing by, He's waiting for your call

You know your soul is grungy, He's the stain lifter that's all

Get funky!

Pick it up!

I've tried it on my own, I can't just do it

But now I'm in good hands

And I know He'll see me through it

If you can't say this, get a piece of the Rock

I say, time is runnin' out- tick tock, tick tock

Many times in life you're gonna take a lickin'

But when Jesus Christ has your back,

You're gonna keep on tickin'

Tickin' like a time bomb that's waiting to explode

Without pain and streets of gold is where you're gonna go!

Can you feel it?

Ah, yeah!

Here comes that grove

Let's see ya move

Pick it up! Pick it up! Pick it up!

Ska, ska, ska, ska!