Lyrics
Is it the bird wha deh ina di tree, no matter wha dem a say
Out of the mouths of the sufferers i can hear them scream, you claim seh you a progress Jah, ina fi we babies i can see dem creep
Ah the nerve centres of fi dem cities, cos what comes first, but you are cursed fi true
But you na progress fi true, the things wha you a own end up owning you
Is it the willow wha carry birds and bees, is it the bird wha deh ina di tree Jah, no matter wha dem a say
Ah rather dem sky scrapers and fi dem streets, ah rather dem sky scrapers and fi dem streets Deh, it s rather fi dem babylon technology
Where mind-slaves ah run tings fi we, the things wha you a show end up showing in you
Cos what comes first, no matter wha dem a say
Ah rather dem sky scrapers and fi dem streets, ina fi we babies i can see dem creep Jah, malcolm x im na go rest in peace
Where mind-slaves ah run tings fi we, well again again, malcolm x im na go rest in peace
But patrice lumumba na go rest in peace, no matter wha dem a say Patrice, ina fi we babies i can see dem creep
Say jah jah deh deh, is it the bird wha deh ina di tree Deh, steven biko na go rest in peace
But you na progress fi true, say jah jah deh deh
malcolm x im na go rest in peace
the things wha you possess end up possessing you
Mahatma gandhi na go rest in peace, ah rather dem sky scrapers and fi dem streets Jah, is it the willow wha carry birds and bees
is it the fish wha swim ina di sea
Yes i m deh deh, well again again
say jah jah deh deh
The things wha you a clone end up cloning you, the things wha you a clone end up cloning you, no it s none of dem deh things indeed
but patrice lumumba na go rest in peace
no matter wha dem a say
Is it the willow wha carry birds and bees, you claim seh you are so blessed
yes him deh deh
Well again again, the things wha you possess end up possessing you
the things wha you a own end up owning you
yes him deh deh
It s rather fi dem babylon technology, ah the nerve centres of fi dem cities
kwame nkrumah na go rest in peace
mahatma gandhi na go rest in peace
But patrice lumumba na go rest in peace, ah the nerve centres of fi dem cities, yes i m deh deh
Well again again, is it the fish wha swim ina di sea
Well again again, steven biko na go rest in peace Deh, where mind-slaves ah run tings fi we
Steven biko na go rest in peace, tell me is it dem or is it me
hear dem scream
No matter wha dem a say, ah rather dem sky scrapers and fi dem streets
the things wha you a own end up owning you
Say jah jah deh deh, any time you a fling a stone it end up hitting you