(...ready)
War and friction upon the land and pestilence shall walk the earth
Man it's time to open your eyes and try to live -
for that's what life is worth
And if you die, you shall eat dirt
Time to open up your eyes, it's time to realize...
Wondering if the cats's on the roof,
have got too hypnotize, I don't know
Open your eyes Jah Jah children or you gonna get a blow
and everybody's gonna know...
Stop fighting 'gainst each other
Stop fighting against your sister an' your brother...
And each and every day I take up the Gleaner or Star
Got to put on my glasses, and keep my face from too much war,
too much war
If it ain't your Idren then it's just your spar
Wonder if man gonna live down in Jamdown or go to Venus or Mars
I said live up black man, say live up black man
Live up, see/say black man, black man, live up
Tiddley-bop, tiddley-bop,
tell it Jack, say black man got to live up
Gonna stop firin off your gun
Stop bawlin' out for fire bun, I say,
black man live up
...kinda death trap goin' around.....
every day war, killin', lootin'
And each and everyday the same thing, but what is this
Black man know yourself, no more war
Throw down your armour and stay far, I tell you, no more war
No more war, take care of your brother, your Idren, and your spar yeah....
No tolerance in the neighbourhood, nobody drinkin' whiskey at the bar
'Fraid even to go to the herb camp,
not even your kids can go out an' ramp
I tell you, oh no...That's too baaaad
Brothers and sisters live up
An' lick up your cup I tell ya,
say you got to live up
Stand firm and lick your cup,
and never never be no dup-dup
(piaouw!)
Too much war on the land and I man can't understand,
(?blah blah)Saskatchewan, I play you on the scene come down
