Lyrics Uptown Rebel - Third World
Fried
it
in
the
morning
Stewed
it
for
lunch,
yeah
Roasted
it
for
dinner
And
when
I
wouldn't
eat
it
they
said
I
was
a
sinner
First
day
I
come
home
and
say
'Rastafari'
You
would
a-think
it
was
a
funeral,
yeah
The
way
my
people
start
to
cry
The
next
day
I'll
be
ok,
some
ital
cooking
Everyone
was
looking,
yeah
They
don't
like
my
style
but
they
love
the
seasoning
Uptown
rebel,
fight
for
a
cause
Uptown
rebel,
fight
for
a
cause
'Town
rebel,
fight
for
a
cause
Musical
rebel,
fight
for
a
cause
It's
a
sad,
sad,
sad,
sad
story,
they
say
A
decent
man
like
him
hasn't
had
a
chance
in
seven
years
Two
thousand
five
hundred
and
fifty
five
days
Uptown
rebel,
fight
for
a
cause
Uptown
rebel,
musical
cause
'Town
rebel,
fight
for
a
cause
Musical
rebel,
fight
for
a
cause
They
say,
I
was
born
in
a
good
family
But
when
I
check
the
facts
It's
just
one
life
for
you
and
me
Rebel,
catch
a
call
on
I
Rebel,
catch
a
so
I
say,
show
I
Rebel,
catch
a
call
on
I,
call
I
Rebel,
catch
a
so
I
say,
so
I
say
(Rebel,
rebel,
rebel,
rebel,
rebel,
rebel,
rebel,
rebel,
rebel)
I
say
rude
they
say
(rebel)
I
say
rude
they
say
(rebel)
I
say
wicked
drumming
(rebel)
I
say
wicked
drumming
(rebel)
I
say
bubble
piano
man
(rebel)
I
say
bubble
piano
man
(rebel,
rebel,
rebel)
I
say
lick
it
gets
it
(rebel)
I
say
wizard
gets
it
(rebel)
I
say
wizard
gets
it
(rebel,
rebel,
rebel)
I
say
Coore
piano
man
(rebel).
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