作词 : Jungle Brothers 作曲 : Jungle Brothers Zigga-one, zigga-two, zigga-three, zigga-and.. Mindin my business, hangin on the scene Kangaroos rolled by -- but i was clean ?? got my tiger skin suit Hair braided up and my jungle brother boots Hopped on the vine and swung through the city Today's your day, said the neighborhood gypsy Kept on jumpin to the other side of town The place where i want to go to get down Jam-packed and one green light Not a crumb or crack and i'm feelin alright [mike g] ?? vibe and all systems go (uh-huh) Packin my gear, headin for the next show (yeah) Coolin on the stoop, waitin for my ride My man keith steps to my side Chris pulls up, uncle sam next to him (uh-huh) I step to the curb he says, 'c'mon, get in!' Grandma waved as chris hits the gas (yeah) My hat flew off and keith just laughed Afrika's with sam, holdin on to his seat As sam does ninety to a new bush beat Arrive to the show with no time to spare Check in the mirror run my hand through my hair Offered drinks and drugs, to get me high I put my hands in my pocket and passed them by [afrika] Well uhh, ahh-ooooh - i stretched out and yawned Brushed my teeth then i carried on Got myself dressed and off to work I got there early, the boss was happy 'hey, good mornin afrika Let me show ya the surprise that i have for ya' Pulled out a check and read out raise And i be cold vacationed for 60 days 60 days, layin in the shade And on top of that i'm stone cold paid Packed the trunk of clothes and funk Jumped on the plane, now what's my name? Honey child, you can't tell me nothin Out in the motherland for two whole months And whoo! feelin alright Uh-huh, feelin alright.. {*afrika scats*} [mike g] Home from the show and i'm layin back Pulled an old school tape from out my rack Tall glass of aj and a real soft seat As pow-wow rocks a rhyme to billy squire, big beat Cool c recalls of the crowd sayin yeah As many hands were thrown up in the air I've got a fine memory of a very fine night Can't sleep a wink cause i'm feelin alright! {*afrika scats*} [afrika] Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah yeah Feelin alright, feelin alright.. *scat* Feelin alright, feelin alright *scat* Feelin alright, feelin alright *scats to near end* Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah yeah Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah yeah {*fades out*}
作词 : Jungle Brothers 作曲 : Jungle Brothers Zigga-one, zigga-two, zigga-three, zigga-and.. Mindin my business, hangin on the scene Kangaroos rolled by -- but i was clean ?? got my tiger skin suit Hair braided up and my jungle brother boots Hopped on the vine and swung through the city Today's your day, said the neighborhood gypsy Kept on jumpin to the other side of town The place where i want to go to get down Jam-packed and one green light Not a crumb or crack and i'm feelin alright [mike g] ?? vibe and all systems go (uh-huh) Packin my gear, headin for the next show (yeah) Coolin on the stoop, waitin for my ride My man keith steps to my side Chris pulls up, uncle sam next to him (uh-huh) I step to the curb he says, 'c'mon, get in!' Grandma waved as chris hits the gas (yeah) My hat flew off and keith just laughed Afrika's with sam, holdin on to his seat As sam does ninety to a new bush beat Arrive to the show with no time to spare Check in the mirror run my hand through my hair Offered drinks and drugs, to get me high I put my hands in my pocket and passed them by [afrika] Well uhh, ahh-ooooh - i stretched out and yawned Brushed my teeth then i carried on Got myself dressed and off to work I got there early, the boss was happy 'hey, good mornin afrika Let me show ya the surprise that i have for ya' Pulled out a check and read out raise And i be cold vacationed for 60 days 60 days, layin in the shade And on top of that i'm stone cold paid Packed the trunk of clothes and funk Jumped on the plane, now what's my name? Honey child, you can't tell me nothin Out in the motherland for two whole months And whoo! feelin alright Uh-huh, feelin alright.. {*afrika scats*} [mike g] Home from the show and i'm layin back Pulled an old school tape from out my rack Tall glass of aj and a real soft seat As pow-wow rocks a rhyme to billy squire, big beat Cool c recalls of the crowd sayin yeah As many hands were thrown up in the air I've got a fine memory of a very fine night Can't sleep a wink cause i'm feelin alright! {*afrika scats*} [afrika] Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah yeah Feelin alright, feelin alright.. *scat* Feelin alright, feelin alright *scat* Feelin alright, feelin alright *scats to near end* Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah yeah Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah yeah {*fades out*}
