Trod On

Culture Club6 Aug 2012
Lyrics

Trod On - Culture Club

Oh yeah

 

Trod on

 

Trod on

 

Trod on

 

Coolie man, Chiney man, Indian and Syrian too

 

Trod on

 

Jah Jah call you

 

Trod on

 

Yes

 

This is the time when I'n'I should be free

 

Keep forwarding on to Jahovias Throne

 

Forward to Addis Ababa in the east

 

To meet Jah waiting feast

Trod on

 

yeah eah

 

Trod on

 

Trod on

 

Babylon a burn up them back so

 

Fe seep a hope on i natty dread and him bag of ganja

Trod on

 

yeah eah

 

Trod on

 

Did you ear dat

Trod on

Who have ears let them ear

 

Trod on

 

Ear me again

 

Babylon a burn up him back so

 

Fe Keep a hope on i natty dread and him ganja

Trod on

 

Don't stop running

 

Trod on

 

Babylon a come

 

Trod on

 

Leave them to lightning and thunder

Trond on

And dem place a sun under

 

Majoraty of dem don't want to see Dread survive

But don't matter what they do Dread must stay alive

 

Shake your Natty Locks and power devour pon it as a right

From your power devour pon as a right you just can't be wrong

Trod on

 

Coolie man, Chiney man, Indian and Syrian too

 

Trod on

 

Everybody yeah

Trod on

 

What burn them so

 

Babylon a burn up him back so

 

Fe Keep a hope on i natty dread and him ganja

Trod on

 

Don't stop running

 

Trod on

 

Them a come i say

Trod on

 

To victory at last

Trod on

 

Run with your spliff

 

Trod on

 

And trod your walking stick

Trod on

 

Dreadlocks shake your dreads

Trod on

 

Run let them unhurt yeah

Trod on

 

Many of them a wear flat fanil

 

They feel like flat fanil to trod the road to Zion now

Trod on

 

Ital

Trod on

 

In your Slandal

 

Trod on

 

When di babylon a come

Trod on

Open your eyes and hold up your head and look

 

Yeah

 

Trod on

Tron on i say all nations

 

Jah know Jah know

 

Sufferation comes to the poor

 

Visit you more than any other one

 

Everything you do yu just wrong

 

Africa you and i no black no funny

Trod on

 

Oh yeah

 

Trod on

 

Jah will kill your arms

 

Trod on

 

Like Jacob and lisa

 

Trod on

 

Like Joseph in the pit

Trod on

Like Daniel in the lions den

 

Like David to Golias

 

Like Sampson to Delila and the Phillistines

 

They all take over but Dread take ove in dis yah time

 

Long along along along along To Zion on

Trod on i say

 

Jah know is true

 

Babylon a burn up him back so

 

Fe Keep a hope on i natty dread and him ganja

 

Trod on

 

Uh ah

 

Trod on

 

Trod on

 

Keep the fire burning

 

Trod on

 

ganja fire

 

Trod on

 

Let them legalize it

 

yeahhhhh

 

Jah know is true

 

Its a burning to them

 

But not to I and You

 

We use up our spliff always dread

 

Trod on

 

Coolie man, Chiney man

 

To Zion land

 

The city who waters prosper

 

are shinning and bright

 

Jah Jah Jah

Jah Know

 

 

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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