Intro              Well ah dis dis one go bless to mih see mih

                    From the lowest of depths...ey!

                    To the highest of heights

                    Some ah dem ah crumble from dem hear Rasta voice--same way so we go

 

Chorus A       Babylon ah try ah ting but me no scare

                    Dem think dem sit down pon throne when dem clutch pon chair

                    And dem police and soldiers here and there

                    And all de guns whey dem ah carry de babe we bad still no fear

                    Babylon ah try ah ting but we no scare

                    Dem think dem sit down pon throne when dem clutch pon chair

                    And dem police and soldiers here and there

                    And all de guns whey dem ah carry

 

Verse 1         'Binghi youth

                    Dem system design for business

                    Judge and politician all run dem business

                    Police whey dem ah train ah fi protect dem business

                    But never yuh worry yuh brain and try to puzzle out who this is

                    Babylon yuh stutter easy words from yuh mouth

                    When we tell yuh say "I ah come bun out King's House"

                    Nyabinghi that's de fire inna White House

                    Sound the trumpet because ah black woman ah shout

                    From dem build dem house,ghetto youths doh live no wey

                    So all de homeless over King's House me ah bring dem over dey

                    Fi dem share and care until dem ready fi go 'way

                    Repatriation ah hail de ghetto youths ah say--ey!

 

Chorus B       Babylon ah try ah ting but we no scare

                    Dem think dem sit down pon throne--ey! dem clutch pon chair

                    And dem police and soldiers here and there

                    And all de guns whey dem ah carry de babe we bad still no fear

                    Babylon ah try ah ting--we no scare

                    Dem think dem sit down pon throne,John Paul,dem clutch pon chair

                    And dem police and soldiers here and there

                    And all de guns whey dem ah carry---judgement!

 

Verse 2         The whole ah dem ah wonder how de ghetto youth so strong

                    Prime Minister...I ah say repatriation

                    Yow Elizabeth,what about we compensation?

                    Yow,no bother make we have start worth in ah Babylon

                    Me tell dem say earthquake,lightning,and ah thunder

                    What we past tails of government get can over

                    Is Emperor Selassie I---lion conqueror

                    Yow! what is the answer?--ey!

 

                    [Chorus A]

 

Verse 3        Judgement!

                   Money ah dem power,yet de people in ah pain

                   Plant de food dey farmer,make me feed dem with de grain

                   As how yuh check yuhself,we check yuh never de self same

                   Go tell de ghetto youths,send dem fi look out fi rain--ey!

 

                   [Chorus A]

                   We no fear

 

                   [Repeat Verse 1 from "Dem system......"]

 

                   [ChorusA,fading]