Sir Ford - Oh Lord

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh...

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

The wicked dem crawl out, inna broad daylight
With dem gun inna dem hand and take another youth life
Mama bawl out, say, "No, this no right"
Should never experience such a brutal sight
Dem go all out, machine tall out
Is another innocent dem shoot, yeah
In this world, can you tell me what is happening?
Somebody gotta do something

Oh Lord, a no likkle preach man, preach and beg dem keep the peace
Oh Lord, it seems like life have no values, morgue full a body
Oh Lord, criminals on a rampage, me wondering if we're in the end of days
Oh Lord, are these the things that papa used to talk about?

Murderers how do you feel
Taking someone's life when dem begging for mercy
And you never think twice
Don't you have a concious, yeah?
Look into yourself for a minute
Where is the love, the love, the love, the love in your heart?
You do the bad things and a bruk
But you can't hide from God
So many people you lef' sad

Oh Lord, a no likkle preach man, preach and beg dem keep the peace
Oh Lord, it seems like life have no values, morgue full a body
Oh Lord, criminals on a rampage, me wondering if we're in the end of days
Oh Lord, are these the things that papa used to talk about?

The whole city turn red, blood running in the streets
And you haffi keep your eyes open
Dem head hotter than a furnace, make sure you learn this
They do as they like and there's no justice
Oh, what a day, what a day, what a day
When the wicked dem passed away
And everyone living in unity, yeah
Harmony of beauty

Oh my Lord, a won't You hear my cry?
Not only me, but protect us on the journey
Oh my Lord, a lot of us need your helping hand to understand ourself
Oh my Lord, I would love to see a better world
When all crime and violence cease
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh Lord, a no likkle preach man, preach and beg dem keep the peace
Oh Lord, it seems like life have no values, morgue full a body
Oh Lord, criminals on a rampage, me wondering if we're in the end of days
Oh Lord, are these the things that papa used to talk about?

Oh Lord, oh Lo-o-o-o-o-ord
Oh Lord, yeah
Oh Lord, oh Lo-o-o-o-o-ord
Oh Lord

The wicked dem crawl out, inna broad daylight
With dem gun inna dem hand and take another youth life
Mama bawl out, say, "No, this no right"
Should never experience such a brutal sight
Dem go all out, machine tall out
Is another innocent dem shoot, yeah
In this world, can you tell me what is happening?
Somebody gotta do something

Oh Lord
Somebody gotta do something (oh Lo-o-o-o-o-ord)
Oh Lord
Somebody gotta do something (oh Lord)
(Help me, oh Jah)
Help me oh Jah in a time like this (oh Lord)
Yeah, yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

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