Burning Spear - Door Peep Shall Not Enter

I an' I, son of the most high, Jah Rastafari.
Our hearts shall correspond and beat in one harmony.
Sounds from the Burning Spear:

Door peep shall not enter, this a holy land.
Where wise and a true man stand, sipping from the cup of peace.

Chant down a Babylon, yeah.
Chant down Babylon.
Chant down a Babylon, yeah.
Chant down Babylon.

Give thanks and praise!
Give thanks and praise!
Give thanks and praise!
Give thanks and praise!
To the holy man of creation.

I, I, I, I..

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Chant down a Babylon, yeah.
Chant down Babylon.
Chant down a Babylon, yeah.
Chant down Babylon.

Give thanks and praise!
Give thanks and praise!
Give thanks and praise!
Give thanks and praise!
To the holy man of creation.

I, I, I, I..

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