Lyrics:

Out on the corner

Needed my

Guy jumped on me messed up my clothes
Smashed and grabbed my radio
Calling all detectives
Criminal at large smoking

I'm gonna get him

Give me
Give me
Give me
Give me
Give me
Guy jumped on me messed up my clothes
Smashed and grabbed my radio
Calling all detectives
A criminal at large smoking
A big fat cigar in a flashy car

Life, life without music
I can't go
Life, life without music

And then what?

A big fat cigar in a flashy car
Life, life without music

Give me
Give me
Give me
Give me
Give me
Guy jumped on me messed up my clothes
Smashed and grabbed my radio
Calling all detectives
Criminal at large smoking
A big fat cigar in a flashy car
Life, life without music
I can't go
Life, life without music
Guy jumped on me messed up my clothes
Smashed and grabbed my radio
Life, life without music (Bimma!)
I can't go
Dem have fe get a beatin'

Bimma!
Murder style
Dem have fe get a beatin'
Say dem have fe get a beatin'
Nothing greater nothing best
Like the music from my wireless
Only thing that I detest
Is the man who steal my wireless
Him ha fe run like a fugitive
Him ha fe run from detective
Him ha fe run like a fugitive
Him ha fe run from detective
Samuel Thomas is the thief name
He must lead a life of shame
Some a dem call him uncle Sam
Some a dem call him uncle Tom
Uncle Sam and uncle Tom
Yes they are the same man