Lyrics: Gordon Matthew Thomas Sumner
Music: Gordon Matthew Thomas Sumner
I don't take coffee, I’ll take rum my dear
I like my toast banane, fromage
Some will hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm a seggae man in New York.
Me and my guitar down Fifth Avenue
A piece of sugar cane i like to chew
I take it everywhere I walk
I'm an Seggae man in New York.
Oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Seggae man in New York x2
my Mauritian smile can change someones day
They’ll remember me that way
But im a real man il suffer ignorance and smile
Il be myself no matter what they say
Oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Seggae man in New York x2
Six eight in society can lead to notoriety
But pretty soon your not the only one.
You’ll meet other people from cuba, latino’s, hispanic and african.
When the moon comes out, were jamming till the sun.
Somedays i miss my Sunday beach with friends.
And all the sega chanting that we sung.
I keep my courage knowing Il be home one day,
But in the city of dreams, all is possible they say.