...TAXI DRIVER... by Steel Pulse
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*from 'Victims' (1991)*
Intro:
(Spoken):
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Now hear this crowd of people;
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I man well vex and just have fe big up me chest,
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'Cos the Taxi Driver don't have no re-spect.
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Want I fe catch bus, hop truck and ride bike,
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And stand up on the road and hitch hike.
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But dem deh things can't go on, 'cos Natty Dread... ride the storm!
Chorus 1:
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Taxi Driver, (dri-ver), won't stop for me, (stop for me).
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When-ever I flag him down, he won't stop for me.
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Taxi Driver, (dri-ver), won't stop for me, (stop for me).
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When-ever I flag him down, he won't stop for me.
Verse 1: (DJ Bumbo Brown)
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In a-London city and in a-New York,
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There are no-go areas, after dark.
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I say muggers on the streets and thief in the park,
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Tramps 'pon the sidewalk; a dem a-sky lark.
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Some a catch the taxi, when they reach their spot,
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Pre-tend to pay the driver and then they just run off.
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Some a argue with the driver and say the fare ain't right,
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The next thing you know' they got a kitchen knife.
Chorus 2:
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Taxi Driver, (dri-ver), won't stop for me, (stop for me).
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When-ever I flag him down, he won't stop for me.
Interlude:
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Break:
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To hail a cab you got to be fast,
You try to catch a taxi, but they just drive past.
Verse 2: (David Dread)
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The taxi-cab driver never stop for me,
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They got all kind of excuses up his sleeve.
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Some say they off duty; some say they not free,
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The taxi cab driver never stop for me.
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Be-cause of my dreadlocks, looking wild,
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They think I'm a mugger, or some bad guy.
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No they never stop, they just pass me by,
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They treat me like a leper who's left to die, yo!
Chorus 3:
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Driver, (dri-ver), won't stop for me, (stop for me).
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No care how I flag him down, he won't stop for me.
Break:
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Excuse me mate, can you get me a taxi?
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Is that the driver? Boy... Jungle!
Interlude:
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Verse 3: (DJ Bumbo Brown)
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Well, I was walking with my son, who was just a child,
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And still the Taxi Driver wouldn't give me a ride.
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He was caught by the traffic lights, and had to slow down,
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So I opened the back door and sat my son down.
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So he tried his best to stop me from coming in,
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I say move yourself man, and start your driving!
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He was very angry, but he asked; where to?
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I said take me to the station; my train leaving soon.
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So guess what he did to me, just for spite;
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He stopped at every single traffic light.
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He took the wrong turn and the long way, too,
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He stopped at the bar, just to use the loo.
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When I got to the station, it was all in vain;
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Good golly, good gosh, I say, I miss my train.
Coda:
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Me kick up the taxi, me kick up the taxi, driver,
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Me lick up the taxi, me lick up the taxi, driver.
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Me kick up the taxi, me kick up the taxi, driver,
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Me lick up the taxi, me lick up the taxi, driver.
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Not stopping, they're just not stopping,
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Not stopping, they're just not stopping,
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Not stopping, they're just not stopping,
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Not stopping, they're just not stopping,
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Not stopping, they're just not stopping,
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Not stopping, they're just not stopping.
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
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Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2007 (clumsyband@hotmail.com)
