| 作曲 : Meyer, Otto | |
| Chorus: | |
| A who dem want blame | |
| get up, stand up, cause people, it's a shame | |
| Dem say dem share your pain | |
| a when you check it out you stand alone ina the rain | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Too good for dis ya time | |
| feel a pain ina me belly, becau'me nuh blind | |
| When me see a dem flex, politricks in dis ya time | |
| Dem haffi be a hypocrite fi get di next dime | |
| Segregation, injustice and crime | |
| Me nuh the amoki me an (?), true love hard fi find | |
| But love amongst me friends, I fi me goldmine | |
| Always ready, fi face, Jah wonders and signs | |
| It's a hard road to travel and a mighty long way to go, | |
| with positive movements, a so we a grow | |
| outta the bad an bless fit, where did we rise up now | |
| You nuh go see me rushy always a move slow | |
| Pon those long an sweet I lift meself an nuh go stop try | |
| Me slow the wicked man because dem nuh fi get da blight | |
| When judgement nuh come there's no needle eye | |
| Fi slip away, no run away | |
| Chorus (2x) | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Dem a leave you alone back on the backed field, drink champaign ina dem tower while you bleed | |
| you do the dirty work becau' dem all ina freeze | |
| Dem a war-monger, try fi bun peace | |
| With dem radio, newspapers and Tvs, spread real lies, across the seven seas | |
| Brainwash education of they use increase | |
| Whipe the tears outta your eyes, people, time fi see | |
| Babylon always will try fi abuse | |
| but we nuh go step ina no wicked man shoes | |
| Got to make certain independent moves | |
| dem will never ago tell we what fi do, dem confused | |
| Get caught ina dem own system, dem ago lose | |
| Dem guns an checks soon a' have no more use- no no no no | |
| Chorus (2x) | |
| A who dem want blame- oh - oh- Dem say dem share your pain- oh - oh (Fade out) |
| zuo qu : Meyer, Otto | |
| Chorus: | |
| A who dem want blame | |
| get up, stand up, cause people, it' s a shame | |
| Dem say dem share your pain | |
| a when you check it out you stand alone ina the rain | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Too good for dis ya time | |
| feel a pain ina me belly, becau' me nuh blind | |
| When me see a dem flex, politricks in dis ya time | |
| Dem haffi be a hypocrite fi get di next dime | |
| Segregation, injustice and crime | |
| Me nuh the amoki me an ?, true love hard fi find | |
| But love amongst me friends, I fi me goldmine | |
| Always ready, fi face, Jah wonders and signs | |
| It' s a hard road to travel and a mighty long way to go, | |
| with positive movements, a so we a grow | |
| outta the bad an bless fit, where did we rise up now | |
| You nuh go see me rushy always a move slow | |
| Pon those long an sweet I lift meself an nuh go stop try | |
| Me slow the wicked man because dem nuh fi get da blight | |
| When judgement nuh come there' s no needle eye | |
| Fi slip away, no run away | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Dem a leave you alone back on the backed field, drink champaign ina dem tower while you bleed | |
| you do the dirty work becau' dem all ina freeze | |
| Dem a warmonger, try fi bun peace | |
| With dem radio, newspapers and Tvs, spread real lies, across the seven seas | |
| Brainwash education of they use increase | |
| Whipe the tears outta your eyes, people, time fi see | |
| Babylon always will try fi abuse | |
| but we nuh go step ina no wicked man shoes | |
| Got to make certain independent moves | |
| dem will never ago tell we what fi do, dem confused | |
| Get caught ina dem own system, dem ago lose | |
| Dem guns an checks soon a' have no more use no no no no | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| A who dem want blame oh oh Dem say dem share your pain oh oh Fade out |
| zuò qǔ : Meyer, Otto | |
| Chorus: | |
| A who dem want blame | |
| get up, stand up, cause people, it' s a shame | |
| Dem say dem share your pain | |
| a when you check it out you stand alone ina the rain | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Too good for dis ya time | |
| feel a pain ina me belly, becau' me nuh blind | |
| When me see a dem flex, politricks in dis ya time | |
| Dem haffi be a hypocrite fi get di next dime | |
| Segregation, injustice and crime | |
| Me nuh the amoki me an ?, true love hard fi find | |
| But love amongst me friends, I fi me goldmine | |
| Always ready, fi face, Jah wonders and signs | |
| It' s a hard road to travel and a mighty long way to go, | |
| with positive movements, a so we a grow | |
| outta the bad an bless fit, where did we rise up now | |
| You nuh go see me rushy always a move slow | |
| Pon those long an sweet I lift meself an nuh go stop try | |
| Me slow the wicked man because dem nuh fi get da blight | |
| When judgement nuh come there' s no needle eye | |
| Fi slip away, no run away | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Dem a leave you alone back on the backed field, drink champaign ina dem tower while you bleed | |
| you do the dirty work becau' dem all ina freeze | |
| Dem a warmonger, try fi bun peace | |
| With dem radio, newspapers and Tvs, spread real lies, across the seven seas | |
| Brainwash education of they use increase | |
| Whipe the tears outta your eyes, people, time fi see | |
| Babylon always will try fi abuse | |
| but we nuh go step ina no wicked man shoes | |
| Got to make certain independent moves | |
| dem will never ago tell we what fi do, dem confused | |
| Get caught ina dem own system, dem ago lose | |
| Dem guns an checks soon a' have no more use no no no no | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| A who dem want blame oh oh Dem say dem share your pain oh oh Fade out |