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Armagiddeon Time (Williams/Mitto) Lotta people won’t get no supper tonight Lotta people gonna have to suffer tonight Cos the battle is getting harder In this iration It’s armagiddeon time
Lotta people won’t get no justice tonight A lot of people gonna have to stand up and fight But remember You better think it over In this iration It’s armagiddeon time
Lotta people running and hiding tonight Lotta people gonna run and hide tonight Cos it’s your action You must get your fraction In this iration It’s armagiddeon time
Algebra (Pauline Black & Nick Welsh) It’s elementary You know there’s nothing to it It’s so simple Even a child could do it It’s not It’s not algebra
I’m a coward But then I’ve always known it Too fucking loud Maybe I’ll outgrow it It’s not It’s not algebra
It’s not algebra It’s not algebra It’s not algebra It’s not algebra
It’s incidental If you only knew it I’m temperamental But I’m working through it It’s not It’s not algebra
It’s rudimentary Easy does it Be complimentary I know you can do it It’s not It’s not algebra
It’s not algebra It’s not algebra It’s not algebra It’s not algebra
It’s elementary You know there’s nothing to it It’s so simple Even a child could do it It’s not It’s not algebra
Say the words that I can’t say Say the words that I can’t say
Beat Down Babylon (Lee) Say me no like that kind of Babylon Say me no dig them kind of wicked men For me no find no righteousness All I see is dread dread wickedness
Everybody beat down Babylon Everybody whip them wicked men
Whip them, whip them
Oh what a wicked situation Must we all die for salvation This may cause a revolution Plenty dangerous pollution Everybody beat down Babylon Everybody whip them wicked men
Whip them, whip them
Never turn your back on them people Never let them know what you’re doing
Keeping The Trees Clean (Pauline Black & Nick Welsh) Sticks and stones may break my bones But names will never hurt me Negro, nigger, wog, junglebunny Laugh you coon don’t you think that’s funny Spade, jigaboo, sambo, darky For those who are poets, Just paddy-malarkey Picaninny, half-caste, burrhead and blacky But why stop there let’s get seriously whacky Gosh there’s a golly, a mangomuncher Rubber lips, a callaloo cruncher Quadroon, high-yella, octoroon and lily-skin This is the shape our culture’s in
I’m keeping the trees clean I’m keeping the trees clean I’m keeping the trees clean
How does it feel to truly belong To know how you act is never wrong Always keeping expectations high Looking everyone square in the eye Never blamed for each indiscretion Conscious of leaving negative impressions Analysing every move that you make In every minute from the time that you wake Repeating a sentence again and again As if you were given less of a brain Hassling for every crumb from the table From the time you climbed out of the cradle Breaking your back ‘cos you leant too far over To accommodate those rolling in clover Assimilating patterns of human behaviour Where everything’s white, including the Saviour
But hey,
I’m keeping the trees clean I’m keeping the trees clean I’m keeping the trees clean I’m keeping the trees clean I’m keeping the trees clean I’m keeping the trees clean
A Monkey's Uncle> (Pauline Black & Nick Welsh) Mr Darwin say He find a way Now he know the secret of man Mr Ignorant bray Darwin you strayed Away from the path of God’s plan
With his shiny tooth Say the Bible is truth The only message that has any worth Mr Darwin have proof Man is not aloof He evolve from everything you find on earth
A monkey’s uncle, a monkey’s uncle He make a monkey’s uncle out of you
So they argue all day Mr. Darwin explain Exactly how he find his remedy Cos Mr. Ignorant’s faith And all the time he wastes Will never tell us how we came to be
A monkey’s uncle, a monkey’s uncle He make a monkey’s uncle out of you
Oh Oh Oh A monkey’s uncle is what you will be Oh Oh Oh If you think we come from Adam and Eve Oh Oh Oh Why is it so hard to see The world these days is run by chimpanzees
Mr Einstein steps in Explains with a grin All about relativity But Mr Ignorant say How did such a clever brain Come from a chimpanzee
Mrs. Curie drop by Just to say hi Put Mr. Ignorant in his place With her X-X-rays She try to find his brain But only found a very big space
A monkey’s uncle, a monkey’s uncle He make a monkey’s uncle out of you
So they argue all night Mr Ignorant take fright Everybody laughing at him If you take away science And only show defiance You’ll be swinging out there on a tree limb
A monkey’s uncle, a monkey’s uncle He make a monkey’s uncle out of you
Stepping Razor (Peter Tosh) If you want to live treat me good I’m like a stepping razor Don’t you watch my sides I’m dangerous
If you are a bully treat me good I’m like a stepping razor Don’t you watch my sides I’m dangerous
If you are a chuckee, don’t bother chuck with me I’m like a stepping razor Don’t you watch my sides I’m dangerous
If you eat salt, better treat me good If you drink lead soup, better treat me good I’m like a stepping razor Don’t you watch my sides I’m dangerous
If you are a bull bucker, don’t bother buck with me If you are a duppy, keep away from me I’m like a stepping razor Don’t you watch my sides I’m dangerous
Shock To The System (Pauline Black & Nick Welsh) Hey would you say When things are going your way There is always someone out there to destroy it Hey do you find When you get peace of mind You never get the time to enjoy it Giving you the world And all that’s in it girl Eyes too big to see the small print on it
I don’t think co-incidence Explains this higher plain Picks you up Puts you down Knocks you down again
You get a shock A shock to the system You get a shock A shock to the mind
Hey do you feel When you get something real It always seems so hard to hang on to Hey when you see The answer to all your dreams Just another nightmare’s waiting for you
What is the significance In life’s silly games Lights you up Blows you out Like a candle flame Where is my deliverance From the howling rain Blows you down Lifts you up Like a hurricane
You get a shock A shock to the system You get a shock A shock to the mind
Do It Right (Pauline Black & Nick Welsh) Do it right No sugar spite All bad minded people hard to fight Do it right No sugar spite
Open your eyes Don’t give up Vengeance laid upon you not enough Do it right No sugar spite
Every stone sharpens the knife To cut you down Every day shortens your life If you don’t look out
Do it right No sugar spite Crawling on your belly in the night Do it right No sugar spite
Every stone sharpens the knife To cut you down Every day shortens your life If you don’t watch out
Do it right No sugar spite Crawling on your belly in the night Do it right No sugar spite
Peace Crisis (Pauline Black & Nick Welsh) Peace crisis Peace crisis Peace crisis Peace crisis
Fortune favours those with most to lose Poverty favours those who got no shoes Everyone’s mouth is full of sadness Everyone’s eyes are dripping sadness
Peace crisis Peace crisis Peace crisis Peace crisis
Moral high ground will make you slip Everybody want to militarise it Everybody thinks they are the wisest Think their army’s the finest
Peace crisis Peace crisis Peace crisis Peace crisis What you gonna do about it
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