Loose shillings for…..
………………….another song?
*Puts money in the jukebox*
“One love…. Let’s get together and feel all right.”
Born as a concoction of 2 cultures, half-caste they whisper
Vultures ridiculed the light pigment when it was really simpler
Lispers of love with snatches of hashish to brew a banger
Club hanger with a message of danger, Rasta’s burning manger
Stranger beware, don’t falter in the path of “Exodus”, a snare
Roping babies with umbilical chords, Babylon hordes laughing
Carving craniums I remember the “Slave Driver” & his marking
Orders barking “mon me” back be arching, under a pressure pot
No way to measure the stressor of a failed assassination plot
What Babylon got? They got a rebellion against the apprehension
Captivity breeds animals into man but I better mention “Redemption”
“Get up Stand up” blares threw the speaker a track changed
Lack pained so the tack maimed and pinned a country re-framed
Jamaica Jamaica…I breathe out the weed cloud sheathe drought
Speak out words that need knowing, flowing on empty…….
*Please insert money*
An irony that when the flow was speaking what we should know
Monetary issues once again oblique our view only speak to crow
Retreat to blow, a few shillings worth of wisdom is all we need
To breed a generation, forget idle veneration time acts in speed
Shillings kept in greed, weed out the weak yet the weak rebel
Intellectual droplets leak out their minds to teach & foretell
Ring Ring Ring………………………….
I murder the bell no longer wanting to further this hell
Smell the discourse of governmental lore, explore then ignore
Me; you think I like this gore, mop my words blood off the floor
All I asked of were a few shillings…..to hear that song once more
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