Dem A Try A Ting

[Intro:]
 Well ah dis dis one go bless to mih see mih
 From the lowest of depths... ey!
 To the highest of heights
 Some ah dem ah crumble from dem hear Rasta voice--same way so we go
 [Chorus:]
 A Babylon ah try ah ting but me no scare
 Dem think dem sit down pon throne when dem clutch pon chair
 And dem police and soldiers here and there
 And all de guns whey dem ah carry de babe we bad still no fear
 Babylon ah try ah ting but we no scare
 Dem think dem sit down pon throne when dem clutch pon chair
 And dem police and soldiers here and there
 And all de guns whey dem ah carry
 [Verse 1:]
 'Binghi youth
 Dem system design for business
 Judge and politician all run dem business
 Police whey dem ah train ah fi protect dem business
 But never yuh worry yuh brain and try to puzzle out who this is
 Babylon yuh stutter easy words from yuh mouth
 When we tell yuh say "I ah come bun out King's House"
 Nyabinghi that's de fire inna White House
 Sound the trumpet because ah black woman ah shout
 From dem build dem house, ghetto youths doh live no wey
 So all de homeless over King's House me ah bring dem over dey
 Fi dem share and care until dem ready fi go 'way
 Repatriation ah hail de ghetto youths ah say-ey!
 [Chorus B:]
 Babylon ah try ah ting but we no scare
 Dem think dem sit down pon throne-ey! dem clutch pon chair
 And dem police and soldiers here and there
 And all de guns whey dem ah carry de babe we bad still no fear
 Babylon ah try ah ting-we no scare
 Dem think dem sit down pon throne, John Paul, dem clutch pon chair
 And dem police and soldiers here and there
 And all de guns whey dem ah carry-judgement!
 [Verse 2:]
 The whole ah dem ah wonder how de ghetto youth so strong
 Prime Minister... I ah say repatriation
 Yow Elizabeth, what about we compensation?
 Yow, no bother make we have start worth in ah Babylon
 Me tell dem say earthquake, lightning, and ah thunder
 What we past tails of government get can over
 Is Emperor Selassie I-lion conqueror
 Yow! what is the answer?-ey!
 [Chorus A]
 [Verse 3:]
 Judgement!
 Money ah dem power, yet de people in ah pain
 Plant de food dey farmer, make me feed dem with de grain
 As how yuh check yuhself, we check yuh never de self same
 Go tell de ghetto youths, send dem fi look out fi rain--ey!
 [Chorus A:]
 We no fear
 [Verse 1: from "Dem system..."]
 [Chorus A: fading]