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!