Come along every goodie  Come and hear what I have to say  Come and listen and I will tell you  What is the talk of the town today  And every corner that you may walk  You see a group of people balk  They're not skylarkin' they're talkin'  'bout what's happening here in Jamaica    Can't get no work off hustling  And man, when you take a stock  Can't cook no rice and dumpling  And will soon end up in a shack  Can't pay no rent, 'cause you don't have a cent  No government account, it's already spent  So you end up borrowing, begging or stealing, here in Jamaica    Some a dem long, long treat bad  And they don't care a thing about that  Desperation is getting so bad  You either bite the bullet or get flat  And if a-you should die before his day  Who are responsible don't want to pay  I am not jokin', I'm talkin' 'bout what's happening here  In Jamaica    --Whoa Yea--    Why don't you take us onward to Africa  Where we can sit and eat and chat  For it is no use dying in Jamaica  'cause we can't afford a burial spot  Remember Marcus Garvey predicted that day  When all black people shall be going away  To the land of our forefathers, and our mothers  Right here in Ethiopia    Oh what a glorious morning  When we shall leap out of Babylon  There shall be singin', dancin' and rejoicing  With the dawn of the rising sun  And all the Africans, home and abroad  Just like the Israelites we shall be glad  To leave our worries, trials and crosses, here in Jamaica    So, come along every goodie  Come and hear what I have to say  Come and listen and I will tell you  What is the talk of the town today  And to every corner that you may walk  You see a group of people balk  They're not skylarkin' they're talkin'  'bout what's happening here in Jamaica  I am not jokin' , I'm talkin' 'bout what's happening here in Jamaica  They're not skylarkin' they're talkin' 'bout what's happening here in Jamaica