Singy-Singy, 9 is willin'
(Ready when you're ready) ha
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Tell me when you're ready to play
Say one word and I will be there
With the tools of my trade
Communion from evening to day (each day)
This music is my saving grace
If not for the music
I don't know how I woulda made it, that's the truth
With the pressure from slave mill
And the system on a little black youth
Even before I heard the calling
Words and rhythm haunted my dreams
Jumped outta sleep, grab pen and paper
Expression has been my savior
From early we learn 'bout music
How it help you connect to the soul
And from the elders we learn 'bout the music
How it help you regain control
Those singers and players of instruments
Sent to set soul captives free
Inspired by the Almighty
Brought the purest healing to me, so
Tell me when you're ready to play
Say one word and I will be there
With the tools of my trade
Communion from evening to day (each day)
This music is my saving grace
Play, play, play
♪
Tell me, I'm ready
When do you tell me?
Ooh, I'm ready
Why don't you tell me?
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Mr. Bassman I just have to watch your fingers
Then just wait for inspiration to flow
I can just let go and the guitsy gonna help me
Keep it upful for the message
I'm presenting to the people
And the drums gonna hold to the balance
And the order and the justice
And the truth and the love
Maat in high hat, so just
Tell me when you're ready to play
Say one word and I will be there
With the tools of my trade
Communion from evening to day (each day)
And this music is my saving grace
Music is release, from suffering (to the top, to the top, to the top)
Music soothes the beast
That lies within
That's why we keep the meditation optimistic
Redefining, realistic
Creating universes while making music
And it's magic when we do it as a unit
So, just tell me when you're ready to play
Say one word and I will be there
With the tools of my trade
Communion from evening to day (each day)
This music is my saving grace
My saving grace
Let it play, let it play
(Players of instruments give thanks for the soul to soul)
Springs are in thee, lyrics and melody
And Mr. Engineer, we love to hear you at the control
(Bless up the listening ear, hope you hear me loud and clear?)
This music is my saving grace, saving grace, saving grace
Time and space
Lyrics and melody
(Ah, ah, trust me)
Tell me when you're ready, ready when you're ready
When you're ready, I'm ready, ready