Burnin' and Lootin' Lyrics
| Song | Burnin' and Lootin' |
| Artist | Bob Marley |
| Artist | Bob Marley & The Wailers |
| Album | Live! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Marley | |
| 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! | |
| Weeping and a-wailin' tonight; | |
| (Who can stop the tears?) | |
| Weeping and a-wailin' tonight; | |
| (We've been suffering these long, long-a years!) | |
| Weeping and a-wailin' tonight | |
| (Will you say cheer?) | |
| Weeping and a-wailin' tonight | |
| (But where?) | |
| Give me the food and let me grow; | |
| Let the Roots Man take a blow. | |
| I must say: all them - all them drugs gonna make you slow; | |
| It's not the music of the ghetto. | |
| We gonna be burning and a-looting tonight; | |
| (To survive, yeah!) | |
| Burning and a-looting tonight; | |
| (Save your baby lives) | |
| Burning all pollution tonight; | |
| (Pollution, yeah, yeah!) | |
| 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 |
| zuo ci : Marley | |
| 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 alootin' tonight | |
| Say we gonna burn and loot | |
| Burnin' and alootin' 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! | |
| Weeping and awailin' tonight | |
| Who can stop the tears? | |
| Weeping and awailin' tonight | |
| We' ve been suffering these long, longa years! | |
| Weeping and awailin' tonight | |
| Will you say cheer? | |
| Weeping and awailin' tonight | |
| But where? | |
| Give me the food and let me grow | |
| Let the Roots Man take a blow. | |
| I must say: all them all them drugs gonna make you slow | |
| It' s not the music of the ghetto. | |
| We gonna be burning and alooting tonight | |
| To survive, yeah! | |
| Burning and alooting tonight | |
| Save your baby lives | |
| Burning all pollution tonight | |
| Pollution, yeah, yeah! | |
| Burning all illusion tonight | |
| Lorda, Lorda, Lorda, Lord! | |
| Burning and alooting tonight | |
| Burning and alooting tonight | |
| Burning all pollution tonight |
| zuò cí : Marley | |
| 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 alootin' tonight | |
| Say we gonna burn and loot | |
| Burnin' and alootin' 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! | |
| Weeping and awailin' tonight | |
| Who can stop the tears? | |
| Weeping and awailin' tonight | |
| We' ve been suffering these long, longa years! | |
| Weeping and awailin' tonight | |
| Will you say cheer? | |
| Weeping and awailin' tonight | |
| But where? | |
| Give me the food and let me grow | |
| Let the Roots Man take a blow. | |
| I must say: all them all them drugs gonna make you slow | |
| It' s not the music of the ghetto. | |
| We gonna be burning and alooting tonight | |
| To survive, yeah! | |
| Burning and alooting tonight | |
| Save your baby lives | |
| Burning all pollution tonight | |
| Pollution, yeah, yeah! | |
| Burning all illusion tonight | |
| Lorda, Lorda, Lorda, Lord! | |
| Burning and alooting tonight | |
| Burning and alooting tonight | |
| Burning all pollution tonight |
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