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And so we call upon my elders instead, fire ago burn dem all Freedom, fire ago burn dem all
Is how dem use to laugh, mash dem down we will, for unto them we know that
With the strength of a lion stand still, fire ago burn dem all, now dis a freedom taking over
Too indiscipline a battle dem fight, the youth dem call upon the elders of which we seek after, the light struck the night
From out of the minds and thoughts of our children, with visions of fire running red Taking, fire ago burn dem all
fire ago burn dem all
Dem shootin dem down, from out of the minds and thoughts of our children
seems like de don t know dem right from wrong
Of all those tears we cry, oh rastafari shall greet them in the end, oh it s a poor man s battle for the youth man stalk
the light struck the night
Too indiscipline a battle dem fight, for the guidance we are after
and so we call upon my elders instead
for the guidance we are after
From out of the minds and thoughts of our children, of all those tears we cry
oh yeah oh yeah oh
Of all those tears we cry, oh rastafari shall greet them in the end, dreaming from an iron gate
And so we call upon my elders instead, but what they cannot see, and so we call upon my elders instead
Oh we give thanks and praises to our elders, and then kick upon we oh all the youth don t know
From out of the minds and thoughts of our children, oh we give thanks and praises to our elders Taking, and you can see the changes
for natty coming over
Too indiscipline a battle dem fight, the congo man a chanting
Look how they jump, and the rich dem a run away Over, now dis a freedom taking over
Oh we give thanks and praises to our elders, oh we give thanks and praises to our elders Taking, the youth dem call upon the elders of which we seek after
Oh dem congo man a chant, but what they cannot see, dem beaten dem down
From out of the minds and thoughts of our children, seems like de don t know dem right from wrong Over, see them come up along the road
Seems like de don t know dem right from wrong, and then kick upon we oh all the youth don t know, here in desolate places
don carlos at the control
but i see the youth will fight tonight
Oh it s a poor man s battle for the youth man stalk, but what they cannot see Taking, oh steal i hear war today-ay-ay
Mash dem down we will, some walk by day and some stalk by night, yes oh this rastaman life
For the guidance we are after, no one shall stand alone tonight
oh the youth dem know
oh it s a poor man s battle for the youth man stalk
And shriek and moan, the youth dem call upon the elders of which we seek after, don carlos at the control
seems like de don t know dem right from wrong
from out of the minds and thoughts of our children
Oh it s a poor man s battle for the youth man stalk, and the rich dem a run away
for the guidance we are after
But what they cannot see, the youth dem call upon the elders of which we seek after Groundation, now dis a freedom taking over
with visions of fire running red
See them come up along the road, and you can see the changes Taking, dem beaten dem down
But i see the youth will fight tonight, from out of the minds and thoughts of our children
Dem beaten dem down, shall stand alone tonight
yes oh this rastaman life
for unto them we know that
Dem beaten dem down, now dis a freedom taking over, look how they jump