Yo man, hit me with one of those funky basslines!



[Scattered basslines plays]

One bassline at a time! [echoes]



[Speech:]

The sun takes a bow for a day well lit

Next act is night with an audience of brothers and sisters

havin' a celebration of sorts

Meetin' one another, hoping soon to be lovers

Sisters have always fascinated me..

The many shades, the many sizes, and features

Such a wide variety of African women

Sometimes leaves me frustrated, and speechless

I try not to admire what I can't obtain or have

Things beyond my reach don't exist to Speech

Seein' how I'm a bit shorter than the average man

I patiently wait for someone I CAN reach

Many sisters don't understand my style

I live my life in an outcast tribe

A tribe that strives to see a brighter day

I foresee that I'll walk with closed eyyyyes, until dawn



[Chorus x2: each with different ad-libs]

Dawn of the dreads! (HEY!)

Dawn of the dreads! (ahhhhh)

Dawn of the dreads!

D-d-d-dawn of the dreads! (Hey!)

Dawn of the dreads! (HEY!)

Dawn of the dreads!

Dawn of the dreads! (Dawn...of...the dreads)

D-d-d-dawn of the dreads!  (It's dawn)



[Speech:]

Rejection is a fear of mine, for one reason or another

but I still asked for a date with this woman

She said, "NO!", I said, "OH!

I forgot, there's a gap between the richer and the poorer po'"

Slowly, all, the shades, sizes, and features

became less different, and more, the same

Except a certain female with all new featurrrres

but I knew not her name

By this time the sun was preparing..

for another appearance the sky was pure red!

The night grabbed the moon and soon..

The darkness, (aw man!) was almost dead

The sky now is orange and the night

has left the stage with curtains open wide

and the bright sun yawns, to signify a glorious BRIGHT new day, WHOO!

The glorious day I would meet; (who?) Dawn

The natural dread also of the outcast tribe

Knowledgeable enough to understand my style

and as we kiss in the name of re-JECTion

The sky looks at us, and warmly smiles



[Chorus x2]



[Headliner cuts and scratches]



[Speech:]

Yeah, the dread symboliiizes the natural growth

of not just the hair, but also of the MIND

and also the bond, that keeps us in love

the struggle, enhances that bond, throughout time

When I see her I see life! The vast SCOPE of life

in her eyes of no wrong

Faith plays a big ass part, I'm still kinda young

but I could FEEL I could really run with, Dawn



[Chorus: x2 and break]



[Speech:]

The name is "Dawn of the Dreads"

"Dawn of the Dreads" "Dawn of the Dreads", uh-huh



It's a brand-new song by Arrested Development

entitled "Dawn of the Dreads" (Dawn of the Dreads!)

I hope you enjoy it, but all you can do now

is put both feet up in the air and swing 'em back and forth to the music...thank you!



I say - Dawn of the Dreads!

I say - Dawn of the Dreads!

I say - Dawn of the Dreads!

D-D-D-Dawn of the Dreads!