Babylon System
We refuse to be
What you wanted us to be
We are what we are
That's the way it's going to be
You can't educate I
For no equal opportunity
Talking about my freddom
People freedom and liberty
Yeah we've trodding on
The wimepress much too long
Rebel, rebel
We've been trodding on the
Winepress much too long, rebel
Babylon system is the vampiore
Sucking the children day by day
Babylon system is the vampiresucking the blood of the
sufferers
Building church and university
Deciving the people continually
Me say them graduating thieves
And murderers look out now
Sucking the blood of the sufferers
'Cause we've been trodding on
The wimpress much too long
Got to rebel, got ro rebel, now
We've been taken for granted
Much too long, rebel
(repeat)
From the very day e left the shore
Of our father's land
We've been trampled on, oh now
Now we know everything we got to rebel
Somebody got to pay for the work
We've done, rebel
Bad Card
You a go tired fe see me face
Can't get me out of the race
Oh man you said i'm in your place
And then you draw bad card
A make you draw bad card
And then you draw bad card
Propaganda spreading over my name
Say you want to bring another life to shame
Oh man you just a playing game
And then you draw bad card, draw bad card
A make you draw bad card, draw bad card
A make you draw bad card
I want to disturb my neighbour
Cause i'm feeling so right
I want to turn up my disco
Blow them to full watts tonight
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style
Cause we guarding the palace so majestic
Cause we guarding the palace so realistic
Them a go tired to see we face, oh yeah
Me say them can't get we out of the race
Oh man it's just a big disgrace
The way you draw bad card, draw bad card
The way you make wrong moves, make wrong moves
The way you draw bad card, draw bad card
A make you draw bad card, draw bad card
A make you draw bad card
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style
Whoa-A Natty Congo
A Dreadlock Congo
Whoa-A Natty Congo
A Blackman Redemption
Woe-yo yee, ye, a Blackman Redemption woe, yoe
No need, no need to get jumpy
No need, and a no need to get bumpy
And a no need, and a no need to get bumpy
No need, need, need to get jumpy
Youth and youth agree to, cool runnings
Can you dig it, cool runnings yeah, one more time
A beg ya, cool running, can you stop it
Cool runnings, spread out, speard out, spread out
Spread out, look out
Tell you about the Blackman Redemption
Can you dig it, oh yeah
A Blackman Redemption, can you stop it
Oh! no, Oh! no, Oh! no
Coming from the root of King David
Through the line of Solomon
His Imperial Majesty is the Power of Authorithy
Spread out, spread out, spread out, spread out
Spread out, spread out
No need, no need, no need to get jumpy
And a no need, and a no need to walk away
Let me tell bout ya
Cool runnings, can you dig it, cool runnings
It's one more time we want it
Cool runnings, cool runnings, spread out
Spread out, spread out, spread out, spread out
It's just a Blackman Redemption
Can you dig it, woe-yoe
Blackman Redemption, can you stop it, Oh! no Oh! no
Brain Washing
Wooo-ohhhh
Old Mr. Joe he build a house, yeah
On top of some hill
Old Mr. Joe knew he had to go, so
He got right down and wrote a will
He say now here is to mother hen, and her chicken,
lord have mercy now
Master will you take a roll in the mud,
like he know he should
The old barnyard, the old barnyard, birds and the chick,
oooh-ee
Who's got to watch out for brother mangoose,
with his top hap and walking stick
It's just the poor's brainwashing
They told me a long time gone, it's just the poor's
brain washing,
ooh-ee [the old brain washing]
Now look at a thing like this
Cinderella and her long lost fellow, in the midnight
hour,
she lost her silver slipper
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, while Jack and Jill
had themselves a fall
It's just the poor [brain washing]
And I don't need it no longer
It's just the poor's brain washing
Coming through to a poor man's child, ooh-ee, look at
this
Little Miss Muffet she sat on her tuffet
While Little Red Ridinghood delivered her Grandma's
food
Ooh-ee ooh-ee, ooh-ee
Look at one more thing like this
The cow jumping over the moon, while the dish got jealous,
he grabbed the hand of the spoon
It's just the poor brain washing, and I don't need it
no longer
I don't want it no longer
I don't need it no longer
And I don't care for no more brain washing
It isn't good for my soul...
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
There was a Buffalo Soldier
In the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
I mean it, when I analyse the stench
To me, it makes a lot of sense
How the Dreadlock Rasta was the Buffalo Soldier
And he was taken from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
Buffalo Soldier, in the heart of America
If you know your history
Then you would know where you coming from
Then you wouldn't have to ask me
Who the heck do I think I am
I'm just a Buffalo Soldier
In the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Said he was fighting on arrival
Fighting for survival
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier
Win the war for America
Dreadie, woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
Woe yoe yoe yo, yo yo woe yo, woe yoe yoe
(repeat)
Buffalo Soldier, trodding through the land
Said he wanna ran, then you wanna hand
Trodding through the land, yea, yea
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier
Win the war for America
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Driven from the mainland
To the heart of the caribbean
Singing, woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
Woe yoe yoe yo, yo yo woe yo woe yo yoe
(repeat)
Trodding through San Juan
In the arms of America
Trodding through Jamaica, a Buffalo Soldier
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
Singing, woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
Woe yoe yeo yo, yo yo woe yo woe yo yoe
This morning I woke up in a curfew
Oh god, I was a prisoner too - yeah
Could not recognise the faces standing over me
They were all dressed in uniforms of brutality
How many rivers do we have to cross
Before we can talk to the boss
All that we got seems lost
We must have really paid the cost
(That's why we gonna be)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight
(Say we gonna burn and loot)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight
(One more thing)
Burnin all pollution tonight
(Oh yeah, yeah)
Burning all illusions tonight
Oh stop them
Give me the food and let me grow
Let the roots man take a blow
All them drugs gonna make you slow now
It's not the music of the ghetto
Weeping and a-wailing tonight
(Ooh can't stop the tears)
Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight
(We've been suffering all these long, long years)
Weeping and a-wailing tonight
Give me the food and let me grow
Let the roots man take a blow
All them drugs gonna make you slow now
It's not the music of the ghetto
We gonna be burnin' and a-lootin' tonight
(To survive, yeah)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight
(Save your babies lives)
Burning all pollution tonight
Burning all illusions tonight
Burnin and lootin tonight
Burnin and lootin tonight |
