Bushman - Fire Bun A Weak Heart
Wooooh yow wooooh
Wooooooh well
Mi bun a fire 'pon a weak heart
Babylon and dem free talk could a neva get me down
And though they try to use me and abuse me
A leave dem wid a frown
Mi bun a fire 'pon a weak heart
Babylon and dem free talk could a neva get me down
And though they try to use me and abuse me
A leave dem wid a frown
They work us for so long on dem plantation
And mi neva get pay
Our gold they stole away
How many life dem slay
Now dem work seh slap dem in dem face, fire yes
You and your crook can go to hell
For after we nuh under your colonial spell
And all those false doctrins that you compel, eh
And all those books you stole away
All those kids you led astray
Wait till your Judgement day - Bobywrong!
Mi bun a fire 'pon a weak heart
Babylon and dem free talk could a neva get me down
And though they try to use me and abuse me
A leave dem wid a frown
Mi bun a fire 'pon a weak heart
Bobywrong and dem free talk could a neva get me down
An' though they try to use me and abuse me
A leave dem wid a frown
See yah, ghetto youths mi a beg you be wise
'Cause pirates they will strike by night
And want come trick you you with dem black and white
Wooo Lord, eeh
But be careful of what you sign
'Cause some things get you victimized
And it would get you paranoid, so burn dem out
Fire burn a weak heart
Babylon and dem free talk could a neva get me down
And though they try to use me and abuse me
A leave dem wid a frown
Mi bun a fire 'pon a weak heart
Babylon and dem free talk could a neva get me down
An' though they try to use me and abuse me
A leave dem wid a frown
(..)
See yah now
They work us for so long on dem plantation
And mi neva get pay
Our gold they stole away
How many life dem slay
Now dem work seh slap dem in dem face, woo yo
Dem and dem crook can go to hell
'Cause after we nuh under dem colonial spell
And all those false doctrins that they compel
Yea yea why yeaaaa welll
And all those books you stole away
All those kids you led astray
Wait on your Judgement day
Mr. Neck Tie man
Mi bun a fire 'pon a weak heart
Babylon and dem free talk could a neva get me down
And though they try to use me and abuse me
A leave dem wid a frown
Mi bun a fire 'pon a weak heart
Babylon and dem free talk could a neva get me down
An' though they try to use me and abuse me
A leave dem wid a frown..
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