Текст песни
One,
two
Holy
man
inna
my
life,
Selassie
I
I
have
trod
through
the
valley
of
death
But
I
just
don't
fear
no
foe
'Cause
Rastafari
put
my
feet
And
I,
he
never
let
me
go
low
Oh
Jah
bless
me
Cha-cha-cha-cha
bless
me
Babylon
a
fight,
now
why
we
unite?
But
you
never
let
them
stress
me
Oh
Jah
bless
me
Rastafari
bless
me
You
teach
I
to
do
right
Put
I
under
I
eyes
So
you
never
let
them
stress
me
Imagine
living
in
this
damn
God
world
alone
Got
no
lover
to
call
your
own
Feel
like
a
king
but
can't
find
no
throne
Dark
start
be
dark
and
them
can't
find
home
Man
can't
even
find
strength
fi
fling
stone
No
bone
fi
slander
in
me
dome,
got
a
home
Tired
fi
a
sleep
a
roadside
and
a
roam
That's
why
youth
get
violent
and
rise
up
chrome
Run
left
country
and
go
look
like
mad
clown
Dedicate
myself
but
still
opportunity
go
round
Every
ghetto
youth
them
want
treat
like
a
clown
Where
is
the
freedom?
Oh
Jah
bless
me
Cha-cha-cha-cha
bless
me
Babylon
a
fight,
now
why
we
unite?
But
you
never
let
them
stress
me
Oh
Jah
bless
me
Rastafari
bless
me
You
teach
I
to
do
right
Put
I
under
I
eyes
So
you
never
let
them
stress
me
Come
on,
don't
let
the
system
get
to
your
head
Black
man,
white
man,
Rastaman
and
bald
head
Don't
watch
the
leaders
of
the
country
weh
a
beg
Get
up
lazy
fresh
now,
get
up
out
of
bed
By
the
sweat
of
your
brow
you
eat
bread
Remember
said
the
negro
work
better
with
the
dread
Every
living
man
haffi
eat
from
you
no
dead
Close
the
wheel
and
a
roof
over
your
head
Oh
Jah
bless
me
Cha-cha-cha-cha
bless
me
Babylon
a
fight,
now
why
we
unite?
But
you
never
let
them
stress
me
Oh
Jah
bless
me
Rastafari
bless
me
You
teach
I
to
do
right
Put
I
under
I
eyes
So
you
never
let
them
stress
me
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