We’ll raise the price of parking finesA boost for the economyIf that don’t work we close the minesAnd starve the poor of industry We proved again we rule the wavesA blow for white democracyThat Britains never shall be slavesSo long as they agree with me We’ll close the roads, divide the landPut out the rage
Like the seasons you change your mindIt seems like loving you is a crime. I remember those daysOh, so long agoLike the first time I took youTo a picture showOr the first time I kissed youBeneath the moonlit skyI put my hand on my heartI thought I’d die Like the seasons, … Etc Yes, you
I’ve been listening to what you saidAnd wondering if it could be trueIf it’s as bad as you say out thereI’ll leave the going out to you Statistics prove its not too brightTo walk the darker streets at nightOr to talk to people you don’t knowMy worlds become a horror show There’s a murder in
Chorus Riddle me who, riddle me why, answer me thisWho owns the chains that bind your wristsRiddle me who, riddle me why, answer againRiddle me who built the machineThat washed your brain Like parents did before themYour parents did the sameThey said do your best, you must pass the testYou must learn to play the
When me reach me yard me got one thing on me mind,To hold me little woman and fe make her feel irie.Be play album, dub plate, and forty-fiveFor dat’s the kind of riddim that keeps me alive.Me turn on fe me radio some a chat ’bout datBut I know more than D.J. so I nah
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