Rasta Revolution lyrics

(Ooh - ooh - ooh - ooh)
(It's Mr Brown) Mr Brown is a clown who rides to town in a coffin.
(Well, here he comes) In the top is ... three rows on top and two inside there.
Oh, what a confusion! Ooh, yeah, yeah!
What a botheration! Ooh, now, now!
Who is Mr Brown? I wanna know now!
He is nowhere to be found.
From Mandeville to slide-a-ville, coffin runnin' around,

I'm a rebel, soul rebel

I'm a capturer, soul adventurer

I'm a rebel, soul rebel

I'm a capturer, soul adventurer

See the morning sun, the morning sun

On the hillside

If you're not living good, travel wide

You gotta travel wide

Said I'm a living man

And I've got work to do

If you're not happy, children

Then you must be blue

Must be blue, people say

Try me [try me]

Try me [try me]

Try me [try me]

Try me [try me]

Try me [try me, try me]

Try me [a wah wah wow]

Try me [try me, try me]

When the hurt is strong

And everything you do is wrong

You need someone to comfort you

Well, listen baby, I'll come first to you, so

Try me [try me, try me]

Try me [a wah wah wow]

Try me [try me, try me]

Try me [a wah wah wow]

Yes, me friend, me friend
Dem set me free again
Yes, me friend, me friend
Me deh 'pon street again
The bars

Yes, I've been accused
Wrongly abused now
But through the powers of the Most High
They've got to turn me loose

Yes, me friend, me good friend
Dem set me free again, mm
Yes, me friend
Dem turn me loose again

(Yes, me friend) Me friend, me friend, me friend

No Water:
No water can quench my thirst
I'm in bed send me a nurse
I'm thirsty thirsty Lord o' Mercy
Ooh we - other[?] the bottle, sweeter the victory
I've got your love, the power of your glory
Aah, Ooh yeah, trillin me, allright
Can't judge a mother by the [?] of the father
Can't judge a book by the [?] on the cover Read me read me baby

No water can quench my thirst

400 years (400 years, 400 years. Wo-o-o-o)
And it's the same -
The same (wo-o-o-o) philosophy
I've said it's four hundred years;
(400 years, 400 years. Wo-o-o-o, wo-o-o-o)
Look, how long (wo-o-o-o)
And the people they (wo-o-o-o) still can't see.
Why do they fight against the poor youth of today
And without these youths, they would be gone -
All gone astray

Come on, let's make a move: