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1. |
Welcome To The Show
01:32
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Dumelang, sanbonani, goeie middag, hello
Our band’s name is Zebra and welcome to the show
Where Kassie meats the Platteland, Maskandi meets the rocks
Where pub meets the theatre and people start to talk
Welcome to the show
Welcome to the show
Welcome to the show
Ladies and gentlemen, we are Zebra
And we just want to thank you
For listening, for supporting
For always following us
And remember, if we’re going to change this world
It’s us and you
Is it black with white stripes?
Is it white with black stripes?
Nobody gives a fuck
It’s a fucking Zebra
Common, ah yeah!
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2. |
Zebra Week
02:42
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Hey Zebra guys, howzit going?
Like, I wanted to ask you oaks
What is a week like for you guys?
It must be lank busy hey
Let me tell you now
Once a week, I get to blow off steam
So, I call the boys, and we intervene
Cause the weeks been too long, to handle sober
When life gets you down, just burn the five-leave clover
Monday was kak
Tuesday was trouble
Wednesday got better
But Thursday was double
Friday was lit
Saturday was boss
Sunday was heavy
I’m still dik babelas
See that now Duncan’s out
We got to take him home
While Siphe’s still on the goddamn phone
Suddenly Wim wants to start a fight
Looks like Ivan and Justin are the only motherfuckers getting laid tonight
Monday was kak
Give it to me
Tuesday was trouble
Wednesday got better
But Thursday was double
Friday was lit
Saturday was boss
Sunday was heavy
I’m still dik babelas
Monday’s a bomb day
Tuesday refuse day
Wednesday is Wednesday
Thursday gets thirsty
Friday get your work out the way
Cause Saturdays the Zebra kind of way
Sunday means it’s all almost over
But don’t quit, don’t cry on no shoulder
It’s gonna be one hell of a week
What kind of week?
The Zebra kind of week
Samba
Let me tell you
Monday was kak
Tuesday was trouble
Wednesday got better
But Thursday was double
Friday was lit
Saturday was boss
Sunday was heavy
I’m still dik babelas
And that’s a kind of week
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3. |
First Year
03:07
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I woke up late
I skipped a class
I wrote some tests
I never passed
I grew my hair it looked like trash
I met a girl, it didn’t last
I made some friends. He made some friends
Had a few good nights
I lost some phones, I lost some fights
Too many happy hours
I drank too much beer
I guess I really messed up good in my first year
Sorry Mom
And oh yes, I’ll admit I’m just a stupid student
Did it all, everything, I knew I really shouldn’t
For the boys, all the boys
Who wants to feel like men?
That’s okay, but next year you’ll be a first year again
I made a few pretty big mistakes
I knew the barmen all by their names
And I was young, and I was free
That’s maybe why I got 12% for chemistry
It was too late, my fate was sealed
Guess I’ll prepare for my appeal
And oh yes, I’ll admit I’m just a stupid student
Did it all, everything, I knew I really shouldn’t
For the boys, all the boys
Who wants to feel like men?
That’s okay, but next year you’ll be a first year again
And when exams came,
I went too far
I did revision inside a flippen bar
My dreams of engineering
Oh, so quickly killed
Cause I spent all my time inside Hatfield
I’m just a stupid student
Did it all, everything, I knew I really shouldn’t
For the boys, all the boys
Who wants to feel like men?
That’s okay, but next year you’ll be a first year again
First-year, best two years of life
First-year, best two years of life
First-year, best two years of life
First-year, best two years of life
Sorry Mom
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4. |
Down Down
02:57
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Hey, hey
Hay man, where are you?
I’m chilling with my girl
Don’t you want to go party?
Nah man Netflix and chill
I totally get that but that’s the third time this week
I’m really sorry but there’s no way to leave
You’re going down, down, down
Another one down
You’re going down, down, down
Another one down
Hey girls, where are you?
I’m stuck at work
Don’t you want to go party, dance on tables and twerk?
I’d love to dance on tables and twerk
But you know my boss is being such a jerk
You’re going down, down, down
Another one down
You’re going down, down, down
Another one down
Sorry Mom
Jan, Danell, Vusi, Katklego, Lungelo
This is to all my brothers and sisters
That’s fallen down over love man
The preacher has spoken
There shall not be more that fall
Do you hear me?
I’m gonna miss you
Say goodbye to your friends
But I’ll remember you to the very end
So just tonight were gonna burn this town
Before I go down, down, down
Before I go down
Before I go down, down, down
Another one down
Down, Down, Down
Before I go
Down
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5. |
Exticy
03:32
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Good fucking luck
The streets aren’t ready for this feeling
Pumping through my body
How quickly can we leave it all behind?
Sorry mom
There are holes in these jeans
I’ve got the scars on my knees
To prove I’ve been around this town
It’s not easy coming down, no it’s not
Ecstasy, running through me
Let your body tell you what to do
God just give in, let it take control
And it will light the fire
Can you feel it, people?
Can you feel it? A yebo!
Good fucking luck
The streets aren’t ready for this feeling
Pumping through my body
How quickly can we leave it all behind?
(Leave it all behind)
There are holes in these jeans
I’ve got the scars on my knees
To prove I’ve been around this town
It’s not easy coming down, no it’s not
Ecstasy, running through me
Let your body tell you what to do
God just give in, let it take control
And it will light the fire
Can you feel it, people?
Can you feel it? A yebo
Get pumped up, I get pumped. Get pumped up, I get pumped. Get pumped up, I get pumped
Get pumped up, I get pumped. Get pumped up, I get pumped. Get pumped up, I get pumped
Get pumped up, I get pumped. Get pumped up, I get pumped. Get pumped up, I get pumped
Get pumped up, I get pumped. Can you feel it? Get pumped up, I get pumped. Get pumped up, I get pumped, can you feel it?
Get pumped up, I get pumped. Get pumped up, I get pumped. Get pumped up, I get pumped
Get pumped up, I get pumped. Get pumped up, I get pumped, can you feel it?
Yebo
Can you feel it? It’s running through my veins!
Makes my body go insane
Raise the roof, turn up the flames
It’s ecstasy, sit next to me
Get comfortable, this a fantasy
Can you handle it? Cause you filthy rich!
Well then take a hit of some crazy shh
Now can you feel it?
Let’s go!
Ecstasy, running through me
Let your body tell you what to do
God just give in, let it take control
And it will light the fire
Can you feel it, people?
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6. |
Sorry Mom
02:11
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I like drinking way too much
I’m sorry mom, ek’s jammer ma, ngiyaxolisa ma
I like woman way too much
I’m sorry mom, ek’s jammer ma, I’m sorry mom
I’m so sorry mamma
I’m sorry mom, ek’s jammer ma, ngiyaxolisa ma
I’m so sorry mamma
I’m sorry mom, ek’s jammer ma, ngiyaxolisa ma
I like smoking way too much
I’m sorry mom, ek’s jammer ma, ngiyaxolisa ma
I like partying way too much
I’m sorry mom, ek’s jammer ma, I’m sorry mom
I’m so sorry mamma
I’m sorry mom, ek’s jammer ma, ngiyaxolisa ma
I’m so sorry mamma
I’m sorry mom, ek’s jammer ma, ngiyaxolisa ma
There I go again
Drinking with all my friends till 4am
And I know that I promised
I’m sorry mom, I’m gonna do it again
I’m so sorry mamma
I’m sorry mom, ek’s jammer ma, ngiyaxolisa ma
I’m so sorry mamma
I’m sorry mom, ek’s jammer ma,
I’m sorry mom
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7. |
BSRE
03:13
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Oe Lala la
Oe Lala la
Oe Lala la
Oe Lala la
Oe Lala la
Oe Lala la la la la la
Oe Lala la
Oe Lala la
Tell me, girl, what’s your favourite?
P.O.V. you can anime it
Ecstasy might just make me
Doing anything, let’s go crazy
Ebony, let’s do a parody
A comedy of an orgy
Yeah, yeah!
My friends tell me good luck
Cause there’s this girl I really want to
Hug her
Squeeze her
Let her know
Let her know, it’s time to blow
(Ah you got such a dirty mind)
You can blow me away
Swallow the shame
Ride the wave
I’ll explore your cave
And if you want some more, we can go hardcore
I’m not black
I’m not white
I’m just all shades of crazy
About you
About how
We could all be so amazing
If we sit and talk it out
Maybe see what this whole thing is about
Ha Ha Ha
My friends tell me good luck
Cause there’s this girl I really want to
Hug her
Squeeze her
Let her know
Let her know, it’s time to blow
Naughty, dirty, dirty mind. Give it to me
You can blow me away
Swallow the shame
Ride the wave
I’ll explore your cave
And if you want some more, we can go hardcore
Come on girl, let’s watch American Pie
Afterward ek gat jou Na, nei man, ha ha
Ek joke net rond,
Maak n bietjie oop en wys my jou
Hay sies, you got a dirty mind
Stop thinking like that or it’ll hit you from behind
My rhymes are just because I’ve got the skill
You know it well after you saw my
Uhm, wait
What did you want to say?
My flow is gay cause I’m happy that way
I’m looking for a girl
Can you help me find her?
So, I can take her home
And eat her Regina (Regina)
Cause there’s leftovers in the fridge
But while you’re at it
You can blow me away
Swallow the shame
Ride the wave
I’ll explore your cave
(Come on my, girl)
And if you want some more, we can go hardcore
You can blow me away
Swallow the shame
Ride the wave
I’ll explore your cave
And if you want some more, we can go hardcore
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8. |
Living My Best Life
03:40
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Living my best life is fucking exhausting
Trust me that for years I’ve been trying
Even though I want to say no
I’m all dressed up and I’m ready to go
Cause FOMO hits my gut
Every time that you call me up
So shut the fuck up
Let’s make some memories
Even though I’m dead ass broke
And I have no energy
Cause we only have tonight of barely existing
But trust me, living my best life is fucking exhausting
Never again is what I tell myself
Maybe, just maybe, I should get some help
Even though I want to say now
I’m all dressed up and I’m ready to go
Cause FOMO hits my gut
Every time that you call me up
So shut the fuck up
Let’s make some memories
Even though I’m dead ass broke
And I have no energy
Cause we only have tonight of barely existing
But trust me, living my best life is fucking exhausting
Dude come out
No
Come out
No
Come out
What do you mean why?
I didn’t say why
Sorry mom
Why?
Cause it’s been a perfect month
And my body is giving in
My mind is going numb
And my knees are shivering
So shut the fuck up
Let’s make some memories
Even though I’m dead ass broke
And I have no energy
Cause we only have tonight of barely existing
But trust me, living your best life is fucking exhausting
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9. |
Zebra Fkn Way
02:12
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Ja bra, ja bra
Nee bra, nee bra
Fokkit bra, fokkit bra
Zebra, Zebra
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
Walk in the club with a guitar in my hand
Everybody looking because I play in the band
Drinks are free, that’s how we get paid
ten minutes in the bathroom, because I just got laid
So, come to the club, it’s time to play
And then ask me why, because its the Zebra kind of way
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
I’m so drunk right now
Can’t remember the place
Was it her was it him?
Can’t remember the face
Take a pic now
Make a movie now yea
Jiva na bangani bam
Ask me why bitch
Why bitch?
Because, its the Zebra fuckin way
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
Check this shit out
Y’all ready to get crazy?
Check this, check this!
Ja bra, ja bra
Nee bra, nee bra
Fokkit bra, fokkit bra
Zebra, zebra
Ja bra, ja bra
Nee bra,nee bra
Fokkit bra, fokkit bra
Zebra, Zebra
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
La la la lala la lala, Zebra
La la la lala la lala!
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10. |
Life Sucks
04:17
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If you open up your mind your brain will fall to the floor
If you open your heart
Your blood will lose all control
Take a photo of a camera
Slide down the stairs
Show the mirror, a mirror
Prepare unprepared
Life sucks sometimes
Can’t we just rewind
I know that you have got my back
Grab me closer my friend
You do not have to pretend
I will kill for you
And I would die for you
Put your shoes on, to go to sleep
Stare at the smell
Whisper your secrets
I promise i won’t tell
If you walk a hundred miles
Your legs will give in
Remember
You can’t die from a breakup
You can’t die from a breakup
Life sucks sometimes
Can’t we just rewind
I know that you have got my back
Grab me closer my friend
You do not have to pretend
I will kill for you
And I would die for you
Life sucks sometimes
Can’t we just rewind
I know that you have got my back
Life sucks
Sometimes
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11. |
Sanbonani
02:47
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You know
I didn’t grow up with Black Mambazo
I grew up with the Rock and Roll
Until I opened my eyes to wats around me
And I went the township jol
And there was Vosho
And there was Nyama
And there were people everywhere
And there was
There was
Unthombuti
Sanbonani
Time to make a change
Sanbonani
No one left to blame
Sanbonani
Time to confess
Sanbonani
S.A does it best
I didn’t grow up with the rock and roll
I grew up with the Black Mambazo
Until I opened my eyes to what’s around me
And I went to the rock and roll show
And there was sokkie
And there was melktert
And there were people everywhere
And the was there was
There was
Brandewyn!
Sanbonani
Time to make a change
Sanbonani
No one left to blame
Sanbonani
Time to confess
Sanbonani
S.A does it best
Come together, South Africa
We make it better
We get them vibes
No matter the weather
Africa O.G trendsetter
Show more love
Don’t bring a bad vibe
Together we’d be one great tribe
Happiness
We must insist, because this lekkeness
Y’all can’t resist
Sanbonani
Time to make a change
Sanbonani
No one left to blame
Sanbonani
Time to confess
Sanbonani
S.A does it best
Haai man
Haai man
Sanbonani
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12. |
Got The Time
04:10
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Give it to me
As the 40-year-old man
Walks in after a long day
His 8-year-old son, asks him
Daddy do you want to go play
He leans over to whisper something in his ear
Something the 8 year was never ready to hear
He said I’m tired of this bullshit
These political views
I’m tired of my taxes not put to better use
Oh, someone come and help us
Everywhere you look there's crime
Oh lord come and save us
Where running out of time
The 8-year-old boy
Confused and shocked,
Ride his bicycle
To Danny and Thando around the block
He says guys, we’ve got a problem
My dad’s really sad
And Thando said hay man
My dad’s also really mad
Are they fighting each other again?
Yeah, they’re fighting
I’m so sick and tired of this bullshit
These political views
I’m tired of my taxes not put to better use
Oh, someone come and help us
Everywhere you look there's crime
Oh lord come and save us
Where running out of time
Out of time
So, take my hand
Let’s start a band
We can try and fix this land
In a way South Africans understand
Yoh boys, yeah, I’m crying man
Come on, come on
Let’s change it, let’s go back to the story boys
Sorry ma!
The 8-year-old boy
Goes back to his dad
With a written speech
He’s holding in his hand
He takes a deep breath
And stands on the bed
And this is a speech an 8-year-old South African kid read
Dad, I know your tired of this country and all its kak
But just remember
This is our fucking bullshit
Our political views
This is our fucking taxes not put to better use
So, no one’s coming to help us
With this fucking crime
But were gonna save us
Cause we’ve got the time
Got the time
This is our fucking bullshit
Our political views
It’s our fucking taxes not put to better use
So, no one’s coming to help us
With this fucking crime
But were gonna save it
Cause we’ve got the time
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ZEBRA Pretoria, South Africa
ZEBRA is a Pretoria-based band, who is self-described as the "wayward love-child of comedic rock and indie
music"!
The "Herd", as they’re so affectionately known, weave a fantastic story with their original songs and catchy lyrics, all the while making everyone in the house dance.
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