Lyrics
we all got our marks to what or who we belong, apart we are weak but together we're strong, don't knock one of us or we all take offence, for a quiff or a crew we can jump to defence, with the drum that you bring or the song that you sing, tribal, oh oh oh oh, tribal, oh oh oh oh, fashion is something that comes and goes, fickle as fables of emperors clothes, what you put on tells a lot of your mind, if you're part of a pack or one of a kind, with the drum that you bring or the song that you sing, tribal, oh oh oh oh, tribal, oh oh oh oh, standing in a crowd, i hold my head up proud, what's right for you for me it may be wrong, it's great to be different but have something to belong, when you look in the mirror, tell me what do you see, someone new or your ancestry, you're a king, you're a queen, you're a wizard, a fool, or if you're me then rockabilly rules, with the drum that you bring or the song that you sing, tribal, oh oh oh oh, tribal, oh oh oh oh, tribal, oh oh oh oh, tribal, oh oh oh oh
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Artist: may, imelda