Don Carlos Babylon Rule Dem Lyrics

Standing so I, can see them beneath th morning sky
All those who seek to climb so high,
to insure the river Jordan will not dry
All of our tears run out of the valley high
Oh dem Mesada! I fear the war's out
Tell father they've come,oh no
Tell mother they've come,to to to
Lord forgive them for they have stamped on the ocean,
Lord forgive them who trampled by the way side,
Oh forgive them stamped upon de ocean,
Lord forgive dem for all of dem a they don't know!
They sit there robbing de poor
We stand upon the lies they told,
Rocking the boat that they stole...
Remember Babylon rule dem!!!
And Dread Iyon Dread

Ah dem a Payaka!
I want to live and be so free, yeah oh lord!
Now if they want to live they to live
Oh now shelter we
Oh now oh
Oh father they stole, they stole another one another country poor
Oh another one another country poor
Well now the youth man say!
And now the covenant say! oh lord de youth man say!
Oh now the government they don't know
well none of them don't see
Jah people people don't to believe dem, no more,
They are deceived yes no more
While they sit in their illusion wondering how
Remember babylon rule dem
Rule dem

Ah so dem, so dem man, so dem massives 've cried!
And left dem all out, and left dem all out
To suffer inna dis ghetto while they trampled out on my soul! brought to you dem
Lepo Paya, dem Lepo Paya, Lepo Paya gone Ethiopia
Lepo Paya, dem Lepo Paya, Lepo Paya gone Ethiopia!!

Standing so I, Can see them beneath de morning sky
Seeking to climb the ladder so high
Oh the mighty jordan will not dry
Well our tears fall from valley to the sky, OH!
Well man they don't know!!
they sit there punishing de poor,
While all my brethrens lock upon the floor
Give us justice and we will seek no more
Remember Babylon rule dem
Oh dem dread Iyon dread

A dem man Payaka, we want to live and be so free yeah,oh lord
Now if they want to live they want to live,
Oh now shelter we,
OH OH
Dear mother & father come look at me!!
Flying so peacefully
Oh, na dey, na dey ya
Now de father come run upon de Ished
Oh dear Sistren come upon de ocean
Oh my Idren run upon the Ished
Oh dear sistren come upon a they don't
well none of them don't see
Jah people people don't to believe dem, no more,
They are deceived yes no more
While they sit in their illusion wondering how

Oh Remember babylon rule dem
Rule dem