Written by Neville O'Riley Livingston
Why? Why? Why? Why?
Do be, do be, do by day, uh, uh.
Walk the proud land my friends, with me.
Now why you come wheel and turn me?
Go lick me head 'pon the tambourine.
I've got to keep on moving.
Want, you want it, you can't get it
and get it, get it, you no want it.
Give me a little soul oh Lord!
Rude boy rub, rude boy scrub.
I've got to keep on moving.
Ska quadrille!
Want, you want it, you can't get it
and get it, get it, you no want it.
Give me a little soul oh Lord!
Why? Why? Why? Why?
Do be do be do by day.
Walk the proud land my friends, with me.
Now why you come wheel and turn me?
Fe go lick me head 'pon you tambourine.
I've got to keep on moving.
Skank quadrille!
Give me a little soul oh Lord!
Rude boy rub, rude boy scrub.
I've got to keep on moving.
Give me a little soul oh Lord!
Skank quadrille!
I've got to keep on moving.