Yard Tape
par Iron Gate Hi-Fi · extrait de l'album Yard Tape
par Iron Gate Hi-Fi · extrait de l'album Yard Tape
Mi set up di box dem inna di yard
One amp weh mi fix up three time already
Di mixer a whistle but di bass still deep
An di neighbour dem nah complain no more
Forty year mi a do dis ya ting
Same corner, same lane, same crowd grow old
Mi see man pickney turn big man now
Still a come fi hear di same riddim play
Yard tape, yard tape
One take, no second chance
Yard tape, yard tape
If it clean it nah done yet
Yard tape, yard tape
Roll di tape an leave it so
Mi nah go studio, studio too cold
Studio want yuh play it perfect twenty time
By di twentieth time di feeling gone
An a di feeling people come fi, not di timing
So mi record inna di front room, door open
Yuh hear di dog, yuh hear di car, yuh hear di street
Dat a di sound of di place di music come from
Tek it out an yuh tek out di music too
Yard tape, yard tape
One take, no second chance
Yard tape, yard tape
If it clean it nah done yet
Yard tape, yard tape
Roll di tape an leave it so
Young engineer come round last year
Him seh boss, di hiss, mi can tek weh di hiss
Mi seh yout, di hiss a forty year of tape
Di hiss a di room, di hiss a me
Him laugh, him tink mi old an stubborn
Maybe mi old an stubborn, true
But when him clean it up an play it back
It sound like somebody else music
Yard tape, yard tape
One take, no second chance
Yard tape, yard tape
If it clean it nah done yet
Roll di tape
Roll di tape
An leave it so