Yesterday may be dead and gone
But memories linger on
Work work work like a honey bee
While Bucky Massa reap the sweet
Work work work a we plant the seed
But a way too much greed to feed
I've got no choice I must rebel
Guide I oh Jah through the though the
thorns of tomorrow
Guide my arrow
Bucky Massa keep robbin' the poor
Every day him rob some more
Ain't much more for him to rob
Enough is enough give I and I a break
The fire is hot hotter than hot
And a little bit of faith is all I've got
I don't wanna lose my soul
So guide I oh Jah through the thorns of tomorrow
Guide my arrow oh Jah
Temptation won't leave me alone
Sometimes I feel like mashin' up the town
Now you think I'm crazy
But I ain't crazy oh no no no no
You think I'm crazy
But I ain't crazy no no no no no
A revolution is in the air
And Bucky Massa him no care
