Mr. C.B.

There's no more rat race
 it's a matter of survival, no more rat race
 happy I am one love giving praise
 time works wonders in it's own ways
 no more rat race oh Jah Jah
 I hear a Chris Blackwell the millionaire speaking on the radio
 to the nation after the death of Bob Marley
 many a names were mentioned who can take a breda Bob position
 Ijahman Chris Blackwell said can carry the working plan, after seeing
 Jah heavy load, more than, are we a warrior?, yesterday's promises
 fade away, words for a wimper wind.
 There's no no more rat race
 it's a matter of survival, no more rat race
 happy I am one love giving praise,
 time works wonders in it's own ways
 no more rat race, oh Jah Jah
 there's no more rat race
 it's a matter of survival, no more rat race
 happy I am one love giving praise,
 time works wonders in it's own ways
 no more rat race, oh Jah Jah
 I was signed and sealed to Island writing singing my songs
 playing guitar just like the late Bob Marley, Chris Blackwell make
 many plans talk about my talent and songs, sign me a publishing
 and "I'll make you a wealthy man"
 I met the late great Bob Marley, a superstar, the great king of
 reggae, sweet words spoken without rules is only a comfort to a fool
 there's no more rat race, it's a matter of survival
 no more rat race
 happy I am one love giving praise
 time works wonders in it's own ways
 no more rat race oh Jah
 no more rat race, It's matter of survival,
 no more rat race, happy I am one love giving praise
 time works wonders in its own ways
 no more rat race, oh Jah Jah, no more rat race.