( Bob Marley )      Every time I hear the crack of the whip   My blood runs cold   I remember on the slave ship   How they brutalised our very souls   Today they say that we are free   Only to be chained in poverty   Good god, I think it's all illiteracy   It's only a machine that make money   Slave driver the table is turned now   Catch a fire so you can get burned now   Slave driver the table is turned   Catch a fire so you can get burned