Life coming in so many levels  nothing is quite what it seems  Caught by the words that you use  to explain things _ _ _  _ _ _ who put the "me" in mean  Who put the burning "fuse" in confusion  who put the "more" in amore  who put the "arms" in armagiddeon  who put the "war" in Awoah!?   All this and then so much more   Well if you need a thing  to see you through the morning  A little ray of light to guide you through the night  A piece of joy to hold you till tomorrow?  Well dem call it SKA  it come from Jamaica   Now who put the "ass" and the "lass" in classic  who put the "rave" in grave  who put the "in" and the "na" in vagina  who put the "aids" in laid  who put the "ho" and the "oom" in hotel room  the key or the "or" in the door  who put the "in" and the "na" in vagina  who put the "war" in Awoah!?   All this and you still want more?   Dem call it SKA dem call it SKA  dem call it SKA and the red stripe tastes so pretty  dem call it SKA, it come from Jamaica  Now who put the burning "fuse" in confusion  smuggled the "arms" in Armagiddeon  who slipped the "in" and the "na" in vagina  the "rave" in grave, and the "aids" into laid sir?   Does this all mek you ball fe more?   Well if you need a ting to see you through the morning  a little ray of light to guide you through the night  A piece of joy to hold you till tomorrow?  Well dem call it SKA, it come from Jamaica  Dem call it SKA dem call it SKA dem call it SKA  dem call it SKA, and this one pass through Santa Monica!