: Multi-million dollar Exploration into space While in the name of progress This planet's laid to waste Nation takes on nation And is stepping up the
: Seven on a Monday morning. And it's a sunny day. It's just too hot to be working But you've got to pay your way. [Chorus:] So here I am sitting at
: He wields his flute with an expert hand And then, all too soon The dancing stops and the children stand The piper calls the tune. He holds their future
: Trenchtown Jamaica Gave the Wailers their soun' Like a steppin' razor The Brother Tosh 'im come aroun' Yellow Man and Eek-A-Mouse Dem a trod 'pon newer
: Hey Folitician, me seh hey folitician Me seh hey folitician Mek you go long so. Hey folitician, me seh hey folitician Me seh hey folitician Mek you
: [Chorus:] Love Is all is alright But you left it a little to late Love is all is alright But you've got to find a little more hate. Take the man in
: A misfit who is old before his time Poverty has turned him to crime Boredom gives him too much time to think He pours another drink. A burning, bitter
: I won't close my eyes To the sufferers plight. In a world full of sadness I won't turn off my light. Our cries for justice are shots in the dark But
: Don't do the crime, If you can`t do the time It's said that it just don't pay. But what good's working hard When all they give you is your cards And
Don't do the crime, If you can`t do the time It's said that it just don't pay. But what good's working hard When all they give you is your cards And
Hey Folitician, me seh hey folitician Me seh hey folitician Mek you go long so. Hey folitician, me seh hey folitician Me seh hey folitician Mek you go
Multi-million dollar Exploration into space While in the name of progress This planet's laid to waste Nation takes on nation And is stepping up the pace
I won't close my eyes To the sufferers plight. In a world full of sadness I won't turn off my light. Our cries for justice are shots in the dark But
[Chorus:] Love Is all is alright But you left it a little to late Love is all is alright But you've got to find a little more hate. Take the man in
Seven on a Monday morning. And it's a sunny day. It's just too hot to be working But you've got to pay your way. [Chorus:] So here I am sitting at the
Trenchtown Jamaica Gave the Wailers their soun' Like a steppin' razor The Brother Tosh 'im come aroun' Yellow Man and Eek-A-Mouse Dem a trod 'pon newer
He wields his flute with an expert hand And then, all too soon The dancing stops and the children stand The piper calls the tune. He holds their future
A misfit who is old before his time Poverty has turned him to crime Boredom gives him too much time to think He pours another drink. A burning, bitter
