: (Chorus): Zatla tribe is comin' downtown Roots, rock'n'reggae big sound Di Babylon Circus is comin' right thru With an important message to you Get
: [Chorus 1 - Jr. Gong x2] Tribal war We nuh want no more a dat Every man deserve to earn And every child deserve to learn, now Tribal war A nuh dat
me to my tribe I've found my way home I've returned to where I belong Back to where I stand from Back to paradise Time to return to the tribe The other
: That young boy without a name I'd know his face. In this city the kid's my favorite. I've seen him. I see him every day. Seen him run outside looking
: The Painted Desert can wait till summer. We've played this game of just imagine long enough. Wait till summer? When I'm sure the rains have ended
: Don't talk, I will listen. Don't talk, you keep your distance for I'd rather hear some truth tonight than entertain your lies, so take you poison
: Now I've been happy lately, thinking about the good things to come And I believe it could be, something good has begun Oh I've been smiling lately
: Over your shoulder, please don't mind me if my eyes have fallen onto your magazine for I've been watching and wondering why your face is changing
: A lie to say, "O my mountain has coal veins and beds to dig. 500 men with axes and they all dig for me." A lie to say, "O my river where many fish
: I always knew that you would take yourself far from home as soon as, as far as you could go. By the 1/4 inch cut of your hair and the Army issue
: Big plans are being made for my sisters wedding day. We'll have a ball at the Sons of Roma Hall. Family, friends come one and all. First the best
: Heaven, is this heaven where we are? See them walking, if you dare, if you call that walking. Stumble, stagger, fall and drag themselves along the
: The man in 119 takes his tea all alone. Mornings we all rise to wireless Verdi cries. I'm hearing opera through the door. The souls of men and women
: The color of the sky as far as I can see is coal grey. Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again. With a shiver in my bones just thinking
: Hey Jack Kerouac, I think of your mother and the tears she cried, she cried for none other than her little boy lost in our little world that hated
had an enemy, then my enemy is gonna try to come and kill me Cause I'm his enemy There's one tribe ya'll One tribe ya'll One tribe ya'll One tribe ya
: Be smothered in life Listen, listen, listen The written word will devour you And burn your mind I'm burning your mind I am entering your soul My promise
: (with Damian Marley feat. K'naan) [Chorus 1 - Jr. Gong x2] Tribal war We nuh want no more a dat Every man deserve to earn And every child deserve