Pray for me Pray for me In this troubled, sickened world I stand alone So pray for me, pray for me, pray for me I once lived the life of a weak heart
Satan is public enemy number one Wanted dead or alive for all the crimes on this land Killing God's children one by one Casting affliction upon the innocent
You say I'm cold You'd better come warm me girl You say I'm cold You'd better come warm me girl Put me in the mood And make me feel so rude I beg you
Just a quarter pound of I'cense To make I'man irie A quarter pound of i'cense To help me blow my mind There ain't no peace in this part of town I can
Lucifer, son of the mourning, I'm gonna chase you out of earth I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase Satan out of earth I'm gonna put on a iron shirt
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah Na, na, na, na, na, na Ooh yeah, ooh yeah Na, na, na, na, na, na One step forward, two steps backward Down inna Babylon One step forward
This is a message from JAH To all the imitation Rastaman People run, come, look ya see why me neva See me neva see a baldheaded Rasta yet See one deh
A who dat a knock so early, sir? A me, "Nine-finger the rentie Idren? Woy, what a pressure Landlord a pressure tenants Woy, what a pressure Landlord
Don't blame the children Blame the teachers, they taught the children Smile out of style Laugh on the wars, screw face back in town Smile out of style
Fire burning bright and the ashes is white You feel the rhythm? (You feel the rhythm?) You like the rhythm? (You like the rhythm?) This ya rhythm (This
Sounds like music in my ears Soulful music fills my eyes with tears Get up, feel the moving, moving to the beat Soulful music, ?cause it sounds so sweet
Dem say Rasta confused Him no know wha fe do Dem say Selassie is lost But only Jah Jah have the last laugh yeah So Rasta don't get foolish And let the
Every knee shall bow And every tongue confess Every tongue confess Every tongue confess Every knee shall bow And every tongue confess The coming of Jah
I went to a party, last Saturday night When I reached the party everything was right Then Babylon raid, them raid, them raid Me gets me 'fraid, me gets
You sat at my table and eat Just like you were my brother I could never ever believe You were just a back-stabber You wish me luck in front of my face
It sipple out deh War inna Babylon, tribal war inna Babylon Let me tell, it sipple out deh A wha' you seh, it sipple out deh, oh, yeah War ina Babylon
Givin' out my warning... Now you rich people listen to me Weep and wail over the miseries That are coming, coming up on you Your riches have rotted away
Every night mi go to sleep mi have wet dreams Every night mi go to sleep mi have wet dreams Lie down gal let me push it up push it up lie down Lie down