Babylon System
Back Out
Bad Card
Bend Down Low
Blackman Redemption
Brain Washing
Brand New Second Hand
Buffalo Soldier
Burial
Burnin' And Lootin'
Bus Dem Shut (Pyaka)
Babylon System
We refuse to be
What you wanted us to be;
We are what we are:
That's the way (way) it's going to be. You don't know!
You can't educate I
For no equal opportunity:
(Talkin' 'bout my freedom) Talkin' 'bout my freedom,
People freedom (freedom) and liberty!
Yeah, we've been trodding on the winepress much too long:
Rebel, rebel!
Yes, we've been trodding on the winepress much too long:
Rebel, rebel!
Babylon system is the vampire, yea! (vampire)
Suckin' the children day by day, yeah!
Me say: de Babylon system is the vampire, falling empire,
Suckin' the blood of the sufferers, yea-ea-ea-ea-e-ah!
Building church and university, wo-o-ooh, yeah! -
Deceiving the people continually, yea-ea!
Me say them graduatin' thieves and murderers;
Look out now: they suckin' the blood of the sufferers (sufferers).
Yea-ea-ea! (sufferers)
Tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth right now!
Come on and tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth;
Come on and tell the children the truth.
'Cause - 'cause we've been trodding on ya winepress much too long:
Rebel, rebel!
And we've been taken for granted much too long:
Rebel, rebel now!
(Trodding on the winepress) Trodding on the winepress (rebel):
got to rebel, y'all (rebel)!
We've been trodding on the winepress much too long - ye-e-ah! (rebel)
Yea-e-ah! (rebel) Yeah! Yeah!
From the very day we left the shores (trodding on the winepress)
Of our Father's land (rebel),
We've been trampled on (rebel),
Oh now! (we've been oppressed, yeah!) Lord, Lord, go to ...
Back Out
Back out: this is the rout!
Back out, and shut your mouth!
Back out: you ain't got no behaviour!
Back out: don't know who could be your saviour!
Yahso, Mistress Martin:
Couldn't speak like yahso!
Yahso, Mistress Martin:
Couldn't speak like yahso, yahso, yahso, yahso! Yeah!
Back out, and shut your mouth!
Back out: ooh, yea-eah!
Back out: you're makin' things go slow!
Back out: on the go!
Yahso, Mistress Martin:
Couldn't speak like yahso!
Yahso, Mistress Martin:
Could never speak like yahso, yahso, yahso (yahso)! Ooh, yeah!
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/Organ solo/
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
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Eh! Yahso, Mistress Martin:
Couldn't speak like yahso!
Yahso, Mistress Martin:
Could never speak like yahso, yahso, yahso (yahso)!
Eh! Ooh! Back out now, and shut your mouth (Back out!)
Shut your mouth! (Back out!)
Makin' things go slow! (Back out!)
Now you're on the go! (Back out!)
You're back - back - back - now! (Back out!)
You never, never knew (Back out!)
You would be back - back - back now! (Back out!)
/fadeout/
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 cyard -
A-make you draw bad cyard,
And then you draw bad cyard.
Propaganda spreading over my name;
Say you wanna bring another life to shame.
Oh, man, you just a-playing a game
And then you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard.
I want to disturb my neighbour,
'Cause I'm feelin' so right;
I want to turn up my disco,
Blow them to full watts tonight, eh! -
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;
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 cyard (draw bad cyard);
The way you make wrong moves (make wrong moves);
The way you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard -
In a rub-a-dub style, rub-a-dub style,
In a rub-a-dub style - [fadeout]
Bend Down Low
Bend down low, let me tell you what I know now;
Bend down low, let me tell you what I know.
Oh! Fisherman row to reap what you sow now;
Oh, tell you all I know (Oo-oh!),
you've got to let me go now (Oo-oh!),
And all you've got to do:
(Bend down low) Oh yeah! Let me tell you what I know;
Bend down low, let me tell you what I know. Oh yeah!
You keep on knockin', but you can't come in.
I get to understand you been livin' in sin,
But if you love me, woman, walk right in.
I've got a notch for your safety-pin,
But bend down low.
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[Instrumental break]
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Keep on knockin', but you can't come in.
I get to understand you been livin' in sin,
But walk right in, woman, sit right down.
I will keep on lovin' you; I play the clown.
But bend down low, baby, let me tell you what I know;
Bend down low, let me tell you what I know, yeah!
Let me tell you, baby! Let me tell ya -
Knock on, babe! Just won't let ya in!
You been livin' in sin. Knock on! [fadeout]
Blackman Redemption
Woy-a, Natty Congo:
A Dreadlock Congo I!
Woy-a, Natty Congo:
A Blackman Redemption! Woy-yo, yo-oo-wo-oo!
A Blackman Redemption! Woy-yo, wo-oo-wo-oo!
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 nee-nee-nee-nee-nee-nee-nee-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 runnings; can you stop it?
Cool runnings:
Spread out, spread out,
Spread out, spread 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 to the line of Solomon,
His Imperial Majesty is the Power of Authority:
Spread out, spread out,
Spread out, spread out,
Spread out, spread out,
Spread, spread out.
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[Instrumental break]
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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. Spread out, spread out.
Spread out, spread out.
It's just-a Blackman Redemption
Can you dig it (wo-yeah!) Good, Lord! Good, Lord! Good, Lord!
Blackman Redemption, can you stop it? Oh, no! Oh, no!
Blackman redemption - [fadeout]
Brain Washing
Ooh-ooh
Old Mr. Joe, he build a house away
On top of some hill
Old Mr. Joe knew he had to go, so he
He got right down and wrote bank will
He say now, here's to mother hen
And her chicken, Lord have mercy now
Master, will you take a roll in the mud
Like you know you should?
The old barnyard, the old barnyard
Birds and the chick, ooh-wee
Who's got to watch out for brother mongoose
With his top hap and walking-stick?
It's just the poor's brain washing
(Poor's ...) They told me a long time ago,
It's just the poor's brain washing, ooh-wee
(Poor's 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's (... brain washing)
And I don't need it no longer (... washing)
It's just the poor's brain washing
Coming through to a poor man's child, ooh-wee, look at this
Little Miss Muffet she sat on a tuffet
While Little Red Riding Hood delivered her grandmom's food
Ooh-wee ooh-wee
Ooh-wee, look at one more thing like this
The cow jumping over the moon
While the dish got jealous, he grabbed the handy spoon
It's just the poor's brain washing
And I don't need it no longer, I don't want it no longer
I don't need it no longer (...washing)
And I don't care for no more brain washing (... washing) ...
Brand New Second Hand
you're only acting like
you are somebody
but i don't love to say
you're not nobody
don't exhaust our painted face, girl
'cause underneath that face
you're justhave disgrace
and you're just a brandnew second hand
you'll make no one fool
you're just a brand new second hand
only confess you
you're brand new second had
dirty golden rule
you're just a brand new second hand
what you've got, girl
that i don't know
why you really really got to
exalt yourself so
mama used to tell me
a long time ago, girl
it's noteverything you own
that glitters is gold
So you're just a brand new second hand
no man no want no
brand new second hand
you bettergo back round so girl
brand new second hand
don't you show us
brand newsecond hand
if you think it's the dress you wear
that makes you a lady
get that out of your mind
you must be crazy
you're just a brand new second had, yes girl
no man no want
brand new second hand, yes girl
no bother come show off so
you're just a brand new second hand
Buffalo Soldier
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 analyze 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 'eck 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, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Buffalo Soldier troddin' through the land, wo-ho-ooh!
Said he wanna ran, then you wanna hand,
Troddin' through the land, yea-hea, yea-ea.
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, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Troddin' through San Juan in the arms of America;
Troddin' through Jamaica, a Buffalo Soldier# -
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival:
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta.
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Burial
Dem want I, dem want I fi come a dem funeral
Dem claim say dem claim say dem a de ginnal
Dem want I, dem want I fi come a dem funeral
Dem claim say dem claim say dem a de ginnal
what a big disgrace
whey you rob up the place
rob everything you can find
and you even rob the blind
you must you want I fi come a come a funeral
and I no go a no one burial
yet you waan I fi come a come a funeral
mek you friend come claim seh you a di ginnal
now we know the truth
find you wearing the boot
of taking peoples business on your head
so might as well you be dead
Dem want I, dem want I fi come a dem funeral
Dem claim say dem claim say dem a de ginnal
Dem want I, dem want I fi come a dem funeral
Dem claim say dem claim say dem a de ginnal
Let the dead bury their dead
and who is to be fed, be fed
I ain't got no time to waste on you
I'm a living man and I got work to do
this man and that man
they are the same man
you thought of this just as well
that the rich man's heaven I the poor mans hell
you must you want I fi come a come a funeral
natty no go a no one funeral
you must want I fi come a come a funeral
and I no go a no one burial
yet you waan I fi come a coma a funeral
mek you friend come claim seh you a di ginnal
Burnin' And Lootin'
This morning I woke up in a curfew;
O God, I was a prisoner, too - yeah!
Could not recognize the faces standing over me;
They were all dressed in uniforms of brutality. Eh!
How many rivers do we have to cross,
Before we can talk to the boss? Eh!
All that we got, it seems we have 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)
Burnin' all illusion 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. Eh!
Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight;
(Ooh, can't stop the tears!)
Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight;
(We've been suffering these long, long-a years)
Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight
(Will you say cheer?)
Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight
( ... )
Give me the food and let me grow;
Let the roots man take a blow.
All them drugs gonna make you slow;
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;
(Pollution ... )
Burning all illusion tonight
(Lord-a, Lord-a, Lord-a, Lord!)
Burning and a-looting tonight;
Burning and a-looting tonight;
Burning all pollution tonight. [fadeout]
Bus Dem Shut (Pyaka)
Life is for man to live (let man live life)
Bread is for man to eat (let man eat bread)
Bread and pyaka, cut down pyaka-ism
Bread and pyaka, cut down pyaka-ism
Everything ya run dung 'pon (x4)
Come, we go reason now
Come-a come-a come-a, we go reason now
(We deh go reason now) (x3)
Where do you stand for happiness
When you no say you no want it
While some a dem (some a dem, some a dem) out deh, eh
I bus dem shut right now
Fi get it
Bread and pyaka, cut down pyaka-ism
Bread and pyaka, cut down pyaka-ism
Woman feels the pain
Man suffer, Lord
Woman feels the pain
Man suffer, Lord
Come-a come-a come-a, we go reason now (x6)
Peeyah, peeyah, pyaka, come (x3)
Come-a come-a come-a, we go reason now (x4)
Bread and pyaka
Sister pyaka
Bread and pyaka
Sister pyaka
Cut down pyaka-ism
Cut down pyaka-ism
