Barbara Rogers Bridges
Artist & Educator
Artwork
All Sculptures
Maine Themes
Mexican Themes
Body Art
Steam Punk Furniture
Social Practice Projects
Recovery
Ode to Gluten
Reflecting Pool
Talking Chairs
Found In Our Water
Sunflower Project
Virtual 2-D Design
Travel Journals
Ceramic Installations
Biography
Workshops and Education
Curriculum
Workshops, Reunions and Retreats
NAEA Fellows Institute 2008
Contact
Cottage Retreat Rental
Objects For Adoption.
Latest Adventure
Lyrics Hello Bonjour
I don’t need a passport
To walk on this earth,
Anywhere I go cause I was made of this earth
Im born of this earth,
I breath of this earth,
And even with the pain I believe in this earth, So
I wake Up every mornin and Im steppin on the floor,
I wake up every mornin and Im stepping out the door
I got faith in the sky,
Faith in the one,
Faith in the people rockin underneath the sun
Cause every bit of land is a holy land and
Every drop of water is a holy water and
Every single child is a son or a daughter of the one Earth mama and the one Earth papa, So
Dont tell a man that he cant come here cause he got brown eyes and a wavy kind of hair, And
Dont tell a woman that she cant go there because she prays a little different to a God up there
You say youre a Christian
Cause God made you
You say youre a Muslim
Cause god made you
You say youre a Hindu and the next man a Jew
Then we all kill each other
Cause God told us to…. NAH!
-Hello, hello!
-Bonjour, bonjour!
-Hola, hola!
-Konnichiwa, konnichiwa wa!
Follow me
Let me take to the dancehall
Now to come a rock this rhythm
Follow me
Let me take to the dancehall
Now to come a skankin’
Follow me
Let me take to the dancehall
Now to come a rock this rhythm
Follow me
Let me take to the dancehall
In a Spearhead style
Now hear this!
So dance to the rhythm
Bounce to the rhythm
Shake to the rhythm
And you roll to the rhythm
Sweat to the rhythm
Get wet to the rhythm
Make love to the rhythm
Clean up to the rhythm
When you movin’
You come alive
And when ya grooving
In rhythm we survive, so
Don’t panic, don’t panic
No drum machine
This is all organic
Just Sly and Robbie on the drums and the bass
Stickie on percussion and we mashin’ up the place
Givin’ you a beat you can rock and rool to
Givin’ you a sound you can shake your soul to so
Hip hoppas punk rockas
Roots rockas even wood stockas
I don’t need a passport
Just send a postcard
Send me a message, let me know how you are
Whether you’re walkin’ or drivin’ in your car
Throw your hands high and
Tell me who you are
Say
-Hello, hello!
-Bonjour, bonjour!
-Hola, hola!
-Konnichiwa, konnichiwa wa!
Bubble from Nigeria to Botswana
Bubble Botswana to Ethipia
Bubble Ethipia to Zimbabwe
Now bubble Zimbabwe to Mexicana
Bubble Mexico to Braziliana
Bubble Brazilia to Americana
Bubble from America to Japan
Bubble from Japan to China
Bubble form a China to a Pakistana
Bubble from a Pakistan to Australia
Bubble from Australia to Palestina
Bubble from a Palestine to Israel
Bubble bubble booyaka
Jamaica
Bubble to Italia, Espana, Britania
Bubble bubble dance to the sound
-Hello, hello!
-Bonjour, bonjour!
-Hola, hola!
-Konnichiwa, konnichiwa wa!