sisters and brothers on I watched her torturing my child Feeble, I was then but now I'm grown Fire on Babylon Oh yes, the change has come Fire on Babylon
my sister and brothers oh I watched her torturing my child Feeble I was then but now I'm grown Fire on Babylon Oh yes a change has come Fire on Babylon
stay a man and she rises like a Venus in my mind where is the sister gone? she feels fine, oh she's fine, she's mine Take a photograph of your sister
topple and destroy Babylon problem Me and the youths ah done out the money whey dey spend This I create and Ethiopia it ascend Your police dem nah necessary again Babylon
nuh waan live so Babylon gi dem a toy See it deh inna dem hand? Dem turn cowboy Babylon seh destroy Seh anytime now a pah-pah-poy oyy oyy Babylon gi
, ah, Babylon, dem going down De whole ah dem got dem one bag ah riches with dem idol god Yet shot de ghetto youths and trod de sister like rug Pretending
Walking down babylon lane. Trying to live my life in peace. Two young men call me not their brother, try to make me feel ashamed. But I luv I jah yeah
pressure rise in the elevator Make our way down to the street Soul sister sing a song for me Drunks and junkies shuffle their feet It's a three ring circus Downtown Babylon
solution We're moving Babylon Making room enough Making room enough Making room Stop crying little sister we're leaving Babylon No more crying little sister
onto us uno fi give we every time Babylon Babylon a use dem brain True dem waan da ghetto youth dem fi go down the drain Babylon a use dem brain The
Hot a fire burn down Babylon again [Incomprehensible] revolutionary [Incomprehensible] majesty Nah bow could neva Nah bow could neva Nah bow could neva
stoled knots, hold spots, trapped in the road block Dt: we globetrot, we roll pop, running from old cops Mf: the whole shots, cold plots, babylon's gold
knock him take him away his authority hit 'em, ship 'em, club 'em submitted conformity my hand went blind clairvoyant I make love to my trance sister my trance sister
children Santa Maria virgin child all our wars over you we are fighting and all our time faith justifying Brother caged Babylon will fall Sister
Ophelia was a bride of God A novice Carmelite In sister cells the cloister bells Tolled on her wedding night Ophelia was the rebel girl A blue stocking
I spit That's too many years in babylon So you know we're leavin it 200 years in which I spit That's too many years in babylon So you know we're leaving
-groove site One, two, I throw a flow to catch it Three, four, back she know before the track miss I fuck ya when style go, to wreck this static But yo sister
little world A speckled bird humbly inspired Ran across the road when it could have flown And it made me smile at the water's edge, Babylon As we laid