Yeah, we've been trodding on
The winepress much too long
Rebel, Rebel
We've been trodding on the
Winepress much too long, Rebel

Babylon System is the Vampire
Sucking the children day by day
Me say the Babylon System is the Vampire
Sucking the blood of the sufferers
Building church and university
Deceiving the people continually
Me say them graduating thieves and murderers
Look out now
Sucking the blood of the sufferers

Tell the children the truth
Tell the children the truth
Tell the children the truth right now
Come on and tell the children the truth
(repeat)

'Cause we've been trodding on
The winepress much too long
Got to Rebel, Got to Rebel Now

We've been taken for granted
Much too long, Rebel
(repeat)

From the very day we left the shores
Of our father's land
We've been trampled on, oh now
Now we know everything we got to rebel
Somebody got to pay for the work
We've done, Rebel

You a go tired fe see me face
Can't get me out of the race
Oh man you said I'm in your place
A make you draw bad card
And then you draw bad card

Propaganda spreading over my name
Say you want to bring another life to shame
Oh man you just playing a game
And then you draw bad card, draw bad card
A make you draw bad card, draw bad card
A make you draw bad card

I want to disturb my neighbor
Cause I'm feeling so right
I want to turn up my disco
Blow them to full Watts tonight
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style

Cause we guarding the palace so majestic
Guarding the palace so realistic
Them a go tired fe see we face, oh yeah
Me say them can't get we out of the race
Oh man it's just a big disgrace

The way you draw bad card, draw bad card
The way you make wrong moves, make wrong moves
The way you draw bad card, draw bad card
A make you draw bad card, draw bad card
A make you draw bad card
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style

Whoa-A Natty congo
A Dreadlock Congo I
Whoa-A Natty congo,
A Blackman Redemption

Woe-Yo Ye, ye, a Blackman Redemption Woe yoe,
No need, no need to get jumpy
No need, and a no need to get bumpy
And a no need, and a no need to get bumpy
No need, need, need to get jumpy

Youth and youth agree to, cool runnings
Can you dig it, cool runnings yeah, one more time
A beg ya, cool runnings, can you stop it
Cool runnings, spread out, spread out, spread out
Spread out, look out

Tell you about the Blackman Redemption
Can you dig it, Oh yeah
A Blackman Redemption, can you stop it
Oh! no, Oh! no, Oh! no

Coming from the root of King David
Through the line of Solomon
His Imperial Majesty is the Power of Authority
Spread out, spread out, spread out, spread out
Spread out, spread out

No need, no need, no need to get jumpy
And a no need, and a no need to walk away
Let me tell bout ya
Cool runnings, can you dig it, cool runnings
It's one more time we want it
Cool runnings, cool runnings, spread out
Spread out, spread out, spread out, spread out

It's just a Blackman Redemption
Can you dig it, Woe-Yoe
Blackman Redemption, can you stop it, Oh! no Oh! no.

This morning I woke up in a curfew
Oh god, I was a prisoner too - yeah
Could not recognise the faces standing over me
They were all dressed in uniforms of brutality

How many rivers do we have to cross
Before we can talk to the boss
All that we got seems lost
We must have really paid the cost

(That's why we gonna be)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight
(Say we gonna burn and loot)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight
(One more thing)
Burnin all pollution tonight
(Oh yeah, yeah)
Burning all illusions tonight

Oh stop them

Give me the food and let me grow
Let the roots man take a blow
All them drugs gonna make you slow now
It's not the music of the ghetto

Weeping and a-wailing tonight
(Ooh can't stop the tears)
Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight
(We've been suffering all these long, long years)
Weeping and a-wailing tonight

Give me the food and let me grow
Let the roots man take a blow
All them drugs gonna make you slow now
It's not the music of the ghetto

We gonna be burnin' and a-lootin' tonight
(To survive, yeah)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight
(Save your babies lives)
Burning all pollution tonight
Burning all illusions tonight

Burnin and lootin tonight
Burnin and lootin tonight

Concrete Jungle
No sun will shine in my day today (No sun will shine.) The high yellow moon won't come out to play (Won't come out to play.) Darkness has covered my light (and has changed,) And has changed my day into night Now where is this love to be found, won't someone tell me? 'Cause life, sweet life, must be somewhere to be found, yeah Instead of a concrete jungle where the livin' is hardest Concrete jungle, oh man, you've got to do your best, yeah. No chains around my feet, but I'm not free I know I am bound here in captivity And I've never known happiness, and I've never known sweet caresses Still, I be always laughing like a clown Won't someone help me? Cause, sweet life, I've, I've got to pick myself from off the ground, yeah In this here concrete jungle, I say, what do you got for me now? Concrete jungle, oh, why won't you let me be now? I said life must be somewhere to be found, yeah Instead of a concrete jungle, illusion, confusion Concreate jungle, yeah Concrete jungle, you name it, we got it, concrete jungle now Concrete jungle, what do you got for me now? Trench Town Rock       One good thing about music, when it hits you Feel no pain (repeat) So hit me with music, hit me with music Hit me with music, hit me with music now I got to say trench town rock I say don't watch that Trench town rock, big fish or sprat Trench town rock, you reap what you sow Trench town rock, and everyone know now Trench town rock, don't turn your back Trench town rock, give the slum a try Trench town rock, never let the children cry Trench town rock, 'cause you got to tell JAH, JAH You grooving Kingston 12, grooving, Kingston 12 Grooving woe, woe, it's Kingston 12 Grooving it's Kingston 12 No want you fe galang so No want you fe galang so You want come cold I up But you can't come cold I up 'Cause I'm grooving, yes I'm grooving I say one good thing, one good thing When it hits you feel no pain One good thing about music When it hits you feel no pain So hit me with music Hit me with music now Hit me with music, hit me with music Look at that Trench town rock, I say don't watch that Trench town rock, if you big fish or sprat Trench town rock, you reap what you sow Trench town rock, and everyone know now Trench town rock, don't turn your back Trench town rock, give the slum a try Trench town rock, never let the children cry Trench town rock, 'cause you got to tell JAH, JAH why Grooving, grooving, grooving, grooving