Benjamin Zephaniah and Eliza Carthy:Tam Lyn Retold

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“Tam Lyn Retold”
Artist: Benjamin Zephaniah and Eliza Carthy
Albums: The Imagined Village (2007)

Don't be scared

It was the first of May
A righteous holiday
It was when the workers day
Celebrate fertility

It was the first of May
A righteous holiday
It was when the workers day
Celebrate fertility

It was the first of May
She stepped into the club
Lookin' for the holy herb
And a magical dub

Aversion for the rhythm
Her passion shining bright
Her future in her hand
And she was holding it tight

So she found that holy herb
It was sweet Arabiyya
She burned that holy herb
In a gold-plated chillum

And she moved to the bass
She retold to creation
They was time and space
For his heavenly maiden

It was the first of May
A righteous holiday
It was when the workers day
Celebrate fertility

It was the first of May
A righteous holiday
It was when the workers day
Celebrate fertility

He was a mover and a shaker
Who was prone to temptation
He stepped up in the angel
And made his objection

Saying (...?...) to partake this herb
He cursed and she would fumble
And she called him absurd

Then she took him to a place
That was not very far
They connected at the waist
In the back of her car

Her innocence was gone
In just under an hour
He was forced to hang on
While she flashed her girl power

It was the first of May
A righteous holiday
It was when the workers day
Celebrate fertility

It was the first of May
A righteous holiday
It was when the workers day
Celebrate fertility

Love is impatient
It ignores tradition and convention
It is not bound by human constructs
Jurisprudence and the laws of men

Love reaches out and holds open-hearted
It demands attention
It is in a world of its own
Yet it connects worlds that will forever
Be set apart

Well as we talk of glory and the soul
As we talk of glory and the soul

Well as we talk of glory and the soul
As we talk of glory and the soul

Oh I know I am
And the fever I have
As we talk of glory in my soul

Make love not war
This is how we do it
Make love not war
This is how we go
Make love not war
This is how we do it
Make love not war
This is how we flow
Make love not war
This is how we do it
Make love not war
This is how we go
Make love not war
This is how we do it
Make love not war
This is how we flow

Our man had moved on
Said he was wild
Then our lady found
She was heavy with child

When she told her father
He said go seek him out
She found him six months later
Down town hangin' about

He said who's the daddy
She said you are the one
He said I am an alien
And quite soon I'll be gone

'Cos the land immigration
Want to get rid of me
There's no peace in my nation
I'm a war refugee

There's no peace in my nation
I'm a war refugee
There are people in uniform
Out to get me

There's no peace in my nation
There's nowhere I can hide
If you really do love me
Will you stay by my side?

I can groove on the dance floor
But my baby's quite clear
I don't know all the answers
But I'm trying to relate

Since I've been in exiled
I just don't know my fate
And a best-selling tabloid
Always reeling with hate

There's no peace in my nation
I'm a war refugee
I'm surrounded by war
But there's war inside me

There's no peace in my nation
:
:
And so I'll be deported

So I need you (...?...)
For tomorrow in court
I may need you to be yourself
Positive thought

'Cos I wanna be wit' choo
I wanna live
So I need you to (...?...)
:

So the next day in court
So (...?...} really tightly

etc. to be continued