"Chop Chop Chop" genre: Reggae
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	Enter the jungle, it's like life and you're on your own, but keep on chopping with your word sounds...
	CD: Wake the Town -- Copyright 2002 N. Foster/SESAC   Label: SASCA Music Credits: Nooz (Vocals), M. Foster/ D. Dixon (Guest Vocals), P. Morris (Keys), C. Moxum (Bass & Drums), Afari (Keti Drum), Ken Dykstra (Tracking), Sidney Mills (Mixing), Threshold Studios
	Story Behind the Song Personal suffering motivated the writing of this song. Perhaps the lyrics will evoke a different meaning for you. For me, it's all about the idea of suffering, and the thought that as individuals we often suffer by ourselves in silence--even if we're surrounded by many loved ones. Life is indeed a lonely road. It demands courage, which we may not always have the energy to summon. -- Nooz Lyrics How many times I've called on the father Rescue me from the wind and the storm Me in-ah the jungle 'pon me own How do I find the way back home Wild vegetation interlock Me and me blade we ah-go rock Cho: Chop Chop Chop 'til we drop Chop Chop Chop don't stop Chop Chop Chop 'til we drop Me and me blade we ah-go rock How many times you've answered my prayer Helped me up when I've fallen down Oh yes, I've jumped into the waters And sunk to the deep of despair And yes, I've run through burning fire Misery's everywhere Cho: Chop Chop Chop 'til we drop... How many times I've read from the proverbs and meditated on your words How many times I've received your blessings You give me strength against the world Oh yeah, I've jumped into the waters And sunk to the deep of despair And yes, I've run through burning fires Misery's everywhere No father, no mother, no sister, no brother Can ever feel your pain Despite they love you now No father, no mother, no sister, no brother Can ever hurt, the way that you do Me in-ah the jungle 'pon me own Never mind if people all around For when me get cut is me who hurt Fall to the ground is me in the dirt In the jungle life is trouble We a struggle in this jungle In the jungle life is trouble We a struggle in this jungle Cho: Chop Chop Chop 'til we drop... You're on your own He's on his own She's on her own We're on our own in the jungle Cho: Chop Chop Chop 'til we drop... In the jungle life is trouble we a struggle In the jungle life is trouble we a struggle In the jungle it's like life In the jungle you need a knife Whatever that is Chop Chop Chop 'til you drop Chop Chop Chop don't stop Chop Chop Chop 'til you drop Me and me blade we ah-go rock...

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