This is a cover of the Max Romeo classic. 
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⢠⠘⠱⢆⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠂⠢⢄⡀⠀⠉⠙⠻⠿⣿⣿⣿⡇⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣞⣟⡾⣽⢯⣟⡷⣿
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠣⡚⢥⡘⢲⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠙⠢⠤⢄⣀⠀⣹⣿⠃⢻⣛⣿⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠛⠋⠁⢠⢽⣛⣯⢽⡳⣏⡾⣽⢯⣏⣿⣿
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠣⠑⢦⡑⠌⢳⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠙⠻⠿⠄⢠⣤⣈⠉⠻⣿⡿⠃⠀⠀⡤⢙⣊⢧⠻⡜⢯⢷⢯⡳⣏⠿⣍⡾⣽
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡐⢌⠲⣨⠑⣆⠹⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⣿⢻⣿⡇⠰⠀⠀⠠⢀⡃⠴⣡⢎⡜⡱⡜⣌⢎⢮⠱⠌⠓⠂⠹⢹
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⢌⠣⣆⠯⣄⢣⡙⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢒⠴⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⠈⠀⢠⣿⣾⣿⣿⠆⠀⢠⠐⡌⡱⢌⠳⢉⢋⠾⡑⢞⠨⠛⡬⢷⡈⠄⡁⠀⠠
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢌⠱⡌⢶⡉⠖⡬⡑⠆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢌⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠂⠀⠀⠀⠂⣠⣶⣦⠀⠀⢾⣿⣿⣿⠋⠀⢠⠃⡜⢠⠑⠌⡰⠁⢎⠰⡁⠎⡐⠡⠐⠀⡀⠁⠀⠀⠐
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠌⢢⡙⡤⢋⠦⡑⢌⡹⢄⠀⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠨⠘⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠂⠀⠙⠿⠿⠀⢘⠢⡇⠟⠁⠠⢌⠡⢒⠠⠡⢈⠐⠠⠈⢀⠂⠐⠀⠄⠁⡀⠂⠀⠐⠀⠀⠐
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠀⠉⠘⠃⠳⡌⣀⠢⠍⣢⠀⠡⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣤⢠⣤⠄⣄⣀⡀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣶⡶⣤⠳⢌⢣⠱⡠⢀⠀⠀⠬⠃⠀⠠⡌⠑⡂⠔⠂⢀⠁⢠⠈⡔⠈⡀⠄⠂⠈⠀⢀⠀⠀⠐⠀⠐⠀⢈
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⢄⢃⠆⡐⠄⡒⡈⠤⣃⠀⡆⠈⣷⢣⣴⠆⢀⣴⣦⠄⢀⣿⡇⡴⣏⡳⢞⡷⣦⠀⢻⠓⣮⣵⣫⢄⣉⢢⡱⡅⠃⠠⠈⠀⠐⡌⡁⢆⠁⠂⠀⢄⠢⡘⠄⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⠀⠀⠀⠀⠂⢈⠠⠈⠠
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠐⠁⡆⢰⢡⠒⠀⢠⣽⠀⣿⡟⡏⢠⣾⣿⡟⠀⢸⡏⠀⢳⣬⢱⣼⢹⡇⠃⠀⣼⣿⣷⡟⣯⠚⣯⡗⠀⣤⣤⠀⠉⠐⢠⠁⠂⠀⠀⡌⠂⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡄⠂⡄⠂⢡⢸
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠠⠄⣆⣁⡘⡤⣞⠖⣰⣿⣿⠃⠳⠉⣠⣾⣿⣟⠁⠀⡞⠅⡘⠦⡑⢨⢎⠓⠈⢠⣾⣿⣿⣿⡇⠞⢈⠃⢀⣾⣿⣿⡇⣲⢦⠄⢀⡠⢒⡰⢐⡐⢢⠐⠠⠐⠠⢈⠀⠄⠀⠀⡀⠀⠄⡰⠐⠠⠘⣀⢾
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣀⣀⡉⣔⠢⡽⠱⠀⣤⣿⣿⠏⠀⣠⣾⣿⣿⡟⠉⠀⡐⢸⠠⡑⡘⠤⡃⠎⠀⣰⢟⣟⣾⣿⡿⠁⠠⠀⢀⣿⣿⣿⣯⣶⣟⠧⣞⡏⡶⡌⢲⢡⠊⣄⡨⢄⠣⠐⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠜⡰⠁⠌⢠⠡⣼⣻
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⢘⣱⡴⣾⢷⠾⢿⣾⡿⠏⢀⡞⣹⢶⡻⠇⠀⡚⠀⢰⢣⠒⡥⢂⡵⡁⠀⠀⣟⣮⢟⡾⢋⠀⠀⠀⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⡿⡿⣍⢺⡱⢺⣵⡛⢦⠣⡝⢦⡛⠆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠤⡑⡈⢀⢡⡘⢦⢱⢯⡷
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡲⣭⠓⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⠀⢎⣽⣷⢫⠃⢀⠬⡑⠀⣜⣣⢛⠴⣩⢰⠃⠀⢰⡋⢞⣯⣻⣩⠆⢈⣠⣿⣿⣿⡿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣳⢎⣦⣙⢏⡳⣙⠂⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡐⢐⠠⣁⢎⠶⠙⣀⢻⡞⣽
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⢏⡳⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢾⣿⣯⡄⡎⠀⠀⣼⡟⣧⠃⣾⡱⢏⡀⠀⠀⢧⠘⠇⣳⣷⣶⣿⡹⠃⠉⠁⠀⠈⠀⠁⠉⠈⠻⣞⣧⡿⣌⡗⣯⢻⡥⡀⢦⢁⠀⠀⠐⠠⢈⠂⢁⢊⡐⢄⢮⡳⣝⣳
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠣⠙⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠋⠀⠀⠀⣀⠀⣿⣿⣿⡆⠀⠀⣥⡷⣯⣟⡿⡽⠀⣸⠁⠀⣰⣿⣿⣿⠏⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢻⡝⣾⠳⣝⢧⣏⢦⡀⠀⠀⠁⡠⠐⡌⢦⠱⣘⢧⢿⡱⣯
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠀⠤⢁⡴⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠀⣿⣿⡿⠁⢀⣴⣻⣿⡷⣿⣿⡹⢞⠁⠀⣼⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⣼⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠺⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⢹⣫⢝⡺⣜⢧⣳⣄⡀⢘⡀⠃⡜⢀⣣⠞⣽⣚⢷⣹
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠆⠀⢰⣿⠃⢀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡸⠃⠀⠿⠟⠁⣴⢫⢮⠙⣷⢻⢿⣃⣴⠺⡏⢰⣿⣿⣿⠏⠀⠘⡧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣄⡈⢃⠳⣎⠱⡌⠑⢳⣎⢷⣫⢴⣡⠐⠢⠱⣏⢷⣹⢮⢷
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠴⠀⠀⡅⠈⣿⣇⠀⢢⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠰⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⣌⢰⢋⢮⡙⠖⡋⢦⠳⣌⠃⠡⢼⣿⠿⠃⣰⠀⠀⠰⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣄⡷⣎⠧⠀⠤⠀⠛⣮⢳⣏⡞⣧⢆⡁⠾⣝⣮⡳⣟
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠌⠀⠀⠀⠈⠀⢹⣿⣦⣀⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡠⡔⠆⠀⠀⠀⢰⡊⡼⡩⢖⡹⣎⡵⠉⠓⠈⠁⠀⠋⠙⠲⠀⡽⣆⡀⠀⢡⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⡟⢭⡀⠤⠀⠀⠀⢫⠷⣮⡝⣾⡹⣞⡽⣹⢶⣻⡽
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⢈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⠀⠛⠿⠿⠿⢶⣶⣶⣶⠿⠟⡁⢁⡀⠀⠀⡐⢧⢳⡱⢧⣯⣱⢋⡾⣅⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡄⠀⠀⠱⠌⢲⣦⡀⠐⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⢀⣴⣿⣿⢿⠛⣴⣋⠖⠂⣀⠉⠀⠀⠻⠱⣛⠶⣝⡾⣽⡹⣞⡷⣻
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⡀⢀⠂⠀⠀⠀⠈⠔⡂⠖⡲⣤⢠⢤⡤⢶⡺⡝⠂⠁⠆⠀⠈⡁⠀⠀⠀⠉⠛⠋⠓⢮⠀⠀⢀⢤⡀⠀⠐⠄⠐⣶⣦⡘⠿⣷⣶⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣶⡾⠿⠛⢋⠑⢚⡚⠥⠉⠀⢠⣏⠳⠀⠀⠈⣷⡻⣝⢮⡵⣏⣷⢫⢿⡵
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⠀⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠄⡑⢈⡄⢬⡓⡮⣝⠣⠙⠀⢠⡁⠀⠀⠀⠐⠡⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢘⠦⡹⡑⢎⠼⣤⢚⣷⣻⡖⣤⣈⣉⣌⣉⣉⣡⣤⣄⣀⠴⠒⢋⠩⣏⠧⣄⠴⡰⢎⠷⡺⢝⣢⠀⠙⠈⠳⠹⣎⡳⣝⡞⣯⢷⣻
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠄⠀⠠⠁⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⡐⢀⠧⡜⢦⡝⠒⠁⠀⢀⡈⠲⡅⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣠⠴⣀⢯⣱⡘⣍⠚⣶⢫⢶⣹⣻⡱⢏⡶⢺⡽⣖⢦⡁⠋⠁⢦⡛⢭⠓⠈⠛⠈⠁⣙⡒⠚⣽⢆⡁⠀⠀⠸⡰⢣⢦⡱⣩⢞⣭⢳⣭
⠀⠀⠀⢀⠐⢀⠈⠄⡁⠂⠀⠀⠀⢀⠀⠁⠘⠘⠁⠀⢠⢐⠡⠚⠘⠀⠀⠠⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣒⢦⡛⠶⣜⡬⢧⡳⡝⠊⠙⠘⢟⢮⡷⣿⡝⣮⣝⢣⠥⣌⣏⠶⢦⣄⣀⠈⠒⠌⠒⡖⣦⡹⢆⢟⣧⣛⠪⣕⢢⡈⠡⠐⢩⠚⡵⢣⡟⣬⠳⣎
⠀⠀⠀⡀⠎⠠⢈⠐⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠄⠀⠀⠠⠑⠂⠀⡠⠔⠺⣽⡳⣄⠈⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠤⡘⢶⣩⢞⣤⣉⠁⠙⠙⠦⣤⣀⡀⠀⠛⠾⣽⡳⣼⢣⡈⠱⣎⢧⠀⠙⡿⢶⢤⠒⡄⢠⠘⠽⠹⡞⡶⣿⣻⠜⣦⡙⢦⡅⣆⠈⠔⢣⠜⡡⢋⠴
⠀⠀⢀⠰⣤⠓⡌⢂⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠌⠀⠀⠄⠈⠀⠠⠔⢦⠑⡎⢆⠠⠀⠀⠀⠀⢂⠰⢈⠃⠦⡉⠲⢭⠻⣴⣠⣀⠀⠈⠙⠳⢦⣀⠀⠉⠳⢧⢳⠀⠈⠁⠉⡀⠀⠉⠌⠳⠘⠃⠀⠀⠐⠿⣼⣿⣄⠀⠐⠹⢆⡟⣜⠻⡜⢢⠌⠰⠁⢎
⠀⠀⢌⠒⠥⠊⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⢀⠂⠀⠀⠤⠉⢀⠉⠦⡙⠌⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠒⢨⠐⢢⠱⡡⢄⣀⠀⠁⠚⠶⢦⡤⢤⡀⠻⢧⡀⠀⠁⡎⠜⡐⢢⠓⡌⠡⠌⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠰⣉⢯⢿⡻⢶⣦⡘⠼⣌⠧⡙⢂⠌⣁⠊⠔
⠀⠠⡈⠌⠐⠀⠂⠄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠌⠀⡠⢤⡤⡤⢤⡄⠀⠀⢀⠀⠀⠈⠁⠲⣁⠚⡬⠖⢦⣄⡀⠀⠉⠓⠭⡄⠐⢷⣄⠈⠐⠡⠜⣀⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⢢⡑⡀⠀⠁⠛⢮⡷⣻⠽⠺⣙⢆⠈⠁⡙⢄⠊⡤⡘⢬
⠀⠀⠡⢈⠐⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠄⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢙⡨⢳⡝⣣⢞⡡⢋⡎⣝⠺⡴⠀⠀⠀⢃⡐⠠⠀⠘⠜⡥⢆⣀⠀⠛⢶⣀⠈⠑⠲⠤⣤⠀⠈⠠⠀⠀⣀⠴⣺⢖⡯⣵⢋⡖⠤⢤⠈⠁⠤⡓⢬⡘⢢⠅⡘⠤⢃⠴⣉⠲
⠀⢀⠣⣄⡘⣠⢀⠄⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⡠⠘⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⢃⡼⢣⡜⡠⢟⡠⢇⠧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠃⠄⡀⠀⠘⠛⡿⣤⣀⠀⠘⠣⢄⣀⠘⠀⠛⠠⠀⣀⠘⠛⢧⢇⡟⣼⢣⢟⠠⡘⠄⢄⠛⠠⢃⠄⡸⢀⠜⡠⢛⠤⣘⡀⠇
⠀⠀⢳⢦⣛⠴⣋⡞⣡⠀⠀⠠⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⠊⠵⢨⠑⠢⠘⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠀⢀⠀⠠⠀⠀⠀⠈⠹⢷⣦⡀⠉⠉⠂⢤⣀⠀⠀⣄⡠⢄⣀⡀⠀⣀⢀⡀⣀⠈⠀⢎⠡⠂⠌⠰⢡⠀⡔⠠⢈⠰⢀⠣
⠠⠘⠌⡳⢭⡻⣱⢻⡴⠃⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠠⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠈⠀⠀⠢⠀⠢⡝⡣⣄⠀⠤⣀⠈⠑⠦⣀⡈⠃⠥⡙⢦⡀⠃⠜⡰⢆⡄⢊⠐⠡⠈⠁⠂⠱⢀⠂⠄⠂⠄⢢
⠀⠀⠂⠥⣉⠲⣩⠓⠀⣀⡀⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⠀⢀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠂⡁⢂⠀⠀⠀⡀⠄⠠⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠂⠈⠳⣎⡇⠀⡈⠲⢆⡀⠀⠙⠢⢄⡈⠑⠌⡡⢄⠀⠈⠀⠀⠀⠂⠐⠀⡀⠀⠀⡈⠄⡁⠎⡔
⠀⠀⠌⡀⢄⠃⣀⠦⡙⢂⠱⢂⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⠀⠀⠡⢀⠡⢂⠀⠀⠄⠀⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠀⠐⠠⠈⠺⣤⠈⠢⣄⠙⠲⢄⠀⠀⠈⠒⢄⡀⠈⠐⠢⢤⠄⠠⠐⠀⠀⠀⠀⠄⣀⠒⡌⠴⢡
⠀⠀⠄⠱⢈⠘⡤⠓⠄⠃⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠄⠂⠀⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⣞⠒⠀⠙⢆⠈⠻⣤⠈⠢⠀⠀⠐⠢⡀⠄⠀⠉⠒⢄⠀⠀⠊⢁⡀⠀⠄⣀⠢⡐⠦⡙⣌⠣⢇
⠀⢀⠘⢄⠢⣀⠐⠢⠄⡀⠠⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⢄⠢⡑⠂⠌⠇⠀⠁⠀⠐⡀⠈⠁⡄⠈⠁⣀⠀⠀⠠⡀⠄⠀⠀⠉⠤⣀⡰⣈⢆⠈⠄⠢⠱⢣⠱⡈⢖⡡
⠀⠲⠜⡢⣅⡀⡈⠐⠠⠈⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠤⡀⡄⠰⡠⢄⡀⢀⡀⠀⠀⣀⡀⣤⡀⠠⢂⡁⠀⡀⠠⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠂⠀⠈⢀⡀⠘⠆⡀⠀⠈⠁⢀⡠⠒⡄⠉⠲⣏⡞⡳⣎⠇⣇⠢⠱⡘⠦⡑
⣶⠷⢈⠐⠈⠡⠙⠢⣄⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠠⠀⢆⠢⢑⠢⠑⡈⢡⠰⠌⠂⠉⠹⢻⣛⡶⣭⢖⣣⠄⢦⡘⢥⠂⠅⠀⠁⡀⠤⠐⠂⠀⠂⠀⠙⢄⡀⠹⢦⡀⠀⠀⠉⠓⡈⠀⠀⠀⠈⠰⣈⠞⣤⣊⣅⡐⡠⠐
⠋⢀⠂⢏⣳⠳⣜⠲⣌⡙⢻⢆⣀⠀⠁⢀⣀⣠⣠⣀⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⢣⠘⡄⠣⢄⢃⡱⡘⢤⢊⡔⠀⠀⢆⡀⠁⢀⠀⡉⠈⠉⠀⠈⠂⠓⠀⣀⣀⢤⡰⣖⣦⣄⣀⠈⢀⠈⣰⡀⠀⠻⣆⠳⠤⠀⠉⠦⣀⠘⠰⡀⠌⡙⠶⣭⢢⡙⢡⠂
⣔⡠⢊⡜⢦⡽⣬⡗⢦⣩⢦⣤⢾⣿⠿⣿⣾⢷⣷⣟⡾⢯⣝⣷⡶⣽⣣⠦⣤⢀⢏⡴⣉⢦⣎⢷⣹⢦⡏⡴⠀⠀⢧⠸⡱⢌⠢⢁⡘⣄⢣⢤⢒⡶⠿⠙⠉⠂⠹⠎⠳⠎⡙⢫⣟⠻⢧⠛⡧⠄⠈⢆⠀⠀⢄⠢⢥⠣⣄⠠⢓⡐⡂⠌⠣⢄⡁⠄

Play With Your Pussy 🐈

Original song I wrote, based on a true story.  🥀😞

Lyrics:
Pum Pum of the Streets 

[Verse 1]
Girl, when I see your face, it’s like the morning sun,
Shining bright upon my soul, you’re the only one.
When you hold me close, I feel Jah’s breath so near,
Like heaven whisperin’ in my ear.

But every man in town, dey know your name,
Whispers in the wind, they speak in shame.
My heart say “yes,” but my spirit cry “no,”
'Cause where your love go, I just can't go...

[Chorus]
Oh girl, your pum pum too free,
It belongs to the streets, not just to me.
I want your love for eternity,
But your pum pum got no loyalty.
Oh I’m cryin’ deep, can’t lie to myself,
Can’t take your love down from the shelf.
You’re my angel, but I can’t pretend —
Your dirty pum pum bring a bitter end.

[Verse 2]
I used to dream we’d build a life so sweet,
Plant seeds of love, and grow dem in the heat.
But while I was sowin’, you were reapin’ wide,
Many passed through what should be mine.

I ain’t judgin', I know life's rough,
But true love need roots, not just lust and bluff.
If your temple ain’t sacred no more,
Then what is this passion I’m fightin’ for?

[Chorus]
Oh girl, your pum pum too free,
It belong to the world, not just to me.
I want your love for eternity,
But your pum pum got no sanctity.
You make me feel like I could fly,
But I see the truth when I close my eye.
You’re my heaven, but I can’t ascend —
Your dirty pum pum bring a bitter end.

[Bridge]
I wish you’d wash it clean with the tide, 🌊
Let the old ways go, leave the past behind.
Come back to love, to one embrace,
Not every stranger in your sacred place.

[Outro – Spoken Word Style]
I love you still, that’s my curse and my gift,
But love can’t live where the winds too swift.
You float from man to man like a breeze…
And my heart just breakin’ in the reggae beat... 💔

© 2025 Fudgie Bem. All pum pum's reserved.

⠀⢀⣴⣾⣿⣿⣿⣷⣦⡄⠀⣴⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣄⠀⠀
⣰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠋⢠⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠀
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣌⠛⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡆
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢁⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠁
⠸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⠀
⠀⠙⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣄⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⡈⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠁⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⢸⣿⣿⠟⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠙⢿⡿⠀⡿⠛⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

Pum Pum Of The Streets 💔

The Original Bungalist

• Funkonaut • Skank Sage • Bass Prophet •
Fudgie doesn’t produce music — “He channels sub-frequency wisdom from dimensions unknown. When he enters the dance, the floor bends to his will.

🌀 Expect:

Deep skanks pulling you into the undercurrent

Mythological bass carved from jungle echoes & emotional ruptures

Sacred drops, tribal fire & spirit-chopped vocals”

Sonic ritual for broken hearts & barefoot dancers

✨ For those who skank to remember, to release, to transform.

🏆 Winner of the 2025 “Junglist Alchemy Laureate” Prize. 🏅

📜 Manifesto:
“I don’t write songs. I decode transmissions.”
“I don’t drop tracks. I leak prophecies.”

Fudgie Bem is a breakbeat anthropologist who fuses oldskool jungle, drum & bass, hardcore, baile funk, garage, tribal percussion, traditional world music, alien technology and hallucinated break patterns into new fusion styles. His sound is funky, positive, and skankable — jungle reimagined as a global pulse, blending cultures, folklore, and cosmic imagination into pure bungalist bangers. Dance music for humans, aliens and octopods. 

His mission: restore the funk, humour, and joy that rave once had

#Bungalist

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