Chris over at the Virtual Stoa has both a true anecdote and a splendid picture of Bob Marley in honour of the man’s 60th birthday.
The Bob Marley Foundation doesn’t burn the torch quite as brightly as it ought- and I believe Rita Marley has almost all the blame to shoulder. Today, they’re holding a concert in Addis Ababa. Among the high flying sponsors you’ll find those ganja kings of economic policy, the World Bank. Looks like Rita drew a bad card:
You a-go tired fe see me face;
Can’t get me out of the race.
Oh, man, you said I’m in your place
And then you draw bad cyard –
A-make you draw bad cyard,
And then you draw bad cyard.
Propaganda spreading over my name;
Say you wanna bring another life to shame.
Oh, man, you just a-playing a game
And then you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard.
I want to disturb my neighbour,
‘Cause I’m feelin’ so right;
I want to turn up my disco,
Blow them to full watts tonight, eh! –
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style,
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style.
‘Cause we guarding the palace so majestic;
Guarding the palace so realistic!
Them a-go tired to see we face (oh yeah!),
Me say them can’t get we out of the race;
Oh, man, it’s just a big disgrace.
The way you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
The way you make wrong moves (make wrong moves);
The way you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard –
In a rub-a-dub style, rub-a-dub style…