them break you. Don't let them tell you who you are. Doesn't matter where you come from, You'll always have a floor to sleep on. And you have your bamboo
He takes me for an inch and he takes me for a mile Get me driver to bamboo town Bam, bam, bam, bamboo town Bam, bam, bam, bamboo town Bam, bam, bam, bamboo
Search and you?ll define The sky between the lines I could never tell truth from victim Escape?s a tired line Knock knock something?s creeping Laying
Totoy bilisan mo, bilisan mo ang takbo Ilagan ang mga bombang nakatutok sa ulo mo Totoy tumalon ka, dumapa kung kailangan At baka tamaan pa ng mga
Ang probinsyana ay di basta-basta Mahirap bolahin, kailangan haranahin Ang kanyang lakad, mabibighani ka Di biro, babaeng probinsyana [Refrain] Mahirap
So far away Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore It would be so fine to see your face at my door Doesn't help to know that you're just time away
Why do you hate him Why did you make him leave There?s nothing wrong with him Why do you hate him You want him crucified Is it the way he looks Or the
Tingnan mo ang iyong palad Kalyado mong kayay sa hirap ng buhay Ang dami mong problema Nakuha mo pang ngumiti Noypi ka nga astig Saan ka man naroroon
War of hearts and minds Who will pay the price? Does anybody care? It's not make believe You've seen it on your TV screen I'm glad you're not here Chorus
blood Came on like a flood As I stood to take her away To a Black Spanish Love Seat Behind the Bamboo Shade... On a Black Spanish Love Seat Behind the Bamboo
maid Of royal blood though dusky shade A marked impression once she made Upon a Zulu from Matabooloo And every morning he would be Down underneath the bamboo
singing bamboo. On the windier days, Seems an orchestra plays On a musical breeze for you; Like a merry salute From a heavenly flute To the house of singing bamboo
don't lie And I'm starting to feel it's right Ay ay ay do the bamboo La Gloria te esta esperando Latino! Africano! Asiatico! Americano! Tu Dios te esta mirando! Bamboo (Bamboo
Moi, bon negre tout noir, tout noir, De la tete aux pieds, si vous voulez voir, Venu a Paris, pensant rigoler ; Mais moi bien trompe, toujours m'ennuyer
strong And my hands they callous Cause my working day?s too long Up on Bamboo Road Up on Bamboo Road Yes you?re sweeter than a sugar cane Up on Bamboo
them break you. Don't let them tell you who you are. Doesn't matter where you come from, you'll always have a floor to sleep on. And you have your bamboo
take a stick of bamboo, you take a stick of bamboo, you take a stick of bamboo, you throw it in the water, Oh, oh, Hanaah. You take a stick of bamboo