Count Me Down
Every wake I take In this forsaken land And ask myself the same Over and over again With golden rivers in my eyes Frozen and overcried My battered depression overtaken Why don't I go... But there is a time and place In fate, or destiny For the actions That will break, overtake and scream Beyond any words could ever dream When the time has come It will be, And everything that was lined up Will be free Random blows will torcher my soul "Free me; your humanity..." And I will do so - For the sake of my sanity.
I ain' wan yuh jeans I ain' no crack fiend
I ain' want yuh house Being humble as a mouse
I is live in old clothes Like poor people does
An' put meself in dey shoes Suh I could get a clue
Who do you work for? Who do you serve?
Are you a rich man servant? Or angry jaguar dormant?
Are you booked for flight? Or are you ready to fight?
Angry dragons breathing Without any meaning
There is desire But I see no fire!
I want to know Where do we go? Where do we fight? Where do we light? The flame that will ignite The action – reaction – contraction Of muscle That will bring change To this disgraceful mange Depression, suppression, repression, compression… Oppression
Change I ain' wan' yuh red Yuh lef' too many dead I ain' wan' yuh white Yuh ain' a pretty sight An' I ain' wan' yuh blue - I ain' wan nothing from you!
Again I ain' no crack fiend So yuh could keep yuh jeans Keep yuh shoes Keep yuh hair-do's An' keep up yuh nose
Piggish consumer Environment abuser Non-reuser Stinking polluter – Keep up yuh nose
Maybe you will pick up the scent That will dent Your unused brain An' it gon cause you pain An' even go insane
In pig nation Contamination inflation Greedy consumer economics Less hooked on phonics
An' though I see dem' comin' I ain' runnin' I ain' fleein' But surely seein' Understandin', realizin' And plannin' the attack That will strike the empire back
Effectively strategizing Guerrilla emphasizing An' one yuh cyan' fool I is one yuh cyan' rule.