400 years (400 years, 400 years. Wo-o-o-o)
And it's the same
The
Africa, Unite
'Cause we're moving right out of Babylon
And we're going
All twinklin' lee
Can't see the right rose when the streams
Wohoo, Said I'd never gonna give my love to no
Bend down low
Let me tell you what I know now
Bend
See them fighting for power
But they know not the hour
So
Baby baby we've got a date
Oh, baby, baby don't you
We refuse to be
What you wanted us to be
We are
Dem a go tired fe see me face
Can't get me
Bend down low,let me tell you what I know
Bend down
Whoa-a Natty congo
A dreadlock congo I
Whoa-a Natty congo
A blackman redemption
Wooo-ohhhh
Old Mr. Joe he build a house, yeah
On top of
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
There was a Buffalo Soldier
In the heart
This morning I woke up in a curfew
Oh god, I
Come we go burn down Babylon
One more time, Come we
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