A living wage gives us all we need
In a society that runs on cups of Joe and money
But ain’t it strange how the days go by
When you’re saving up them dimes
Just so you can pay a parking fine
By the meter there’s a mother and a son
Beggin’ for a couple nickels but the dead are on the run
Gotta make it to the cubicle
The counter
Or the stage
There ain’t no mercy when the city is a cage
Don’t seem right to me
The state in its entirety
Defiance or compliance still defining if a family
Will move up, or stay down
It’s time to ask what kind of people run this town

So tell me what we’re waiting for
We’re dreaming when we’re sleeping
But we stop in the morning
Can anyone afford to misbehave
Repression of our ancient lore
Repeating without meaning
Get to work, keep snoring
It’s all forgivable as long as we get paid

Spending days in a daze feeling trapped and afraid
Days in a daze feeling trapped and afraid
Days in a daze feeling trapped and afraid
It’s all forgivable as long as we get paid

Hey Pow!
Sound of the gun
Bad bwoy deh pan di run
Surely police a come
White chalk and yellow tape
Dat means body left pan di ground
Sufferation on the rise but yes that only for the slum
Babylon dem take it all
They see dem don't waan gi wi none
Empty pocket empty promises
Corruption never done
Nuff a thief and nuff a scam
Do anything fi mek it come
Rasta man a burn di fire red
Beat di kete drum
Nuff a dead fi di dalla
Some a stoop and a falla
Many weep and a alla
When pressure pap pan dem colla
Poverty taking over
Dem shut dem eyes like a shutter
Head a government in parliament mi call dem deh liar
Yow

So tell me what we’re waiting for
We’re dreaming when we’re sleeping
But we stop in the morning
Can anyone afford to misbehave
Repression of our ancient lore
Repeating without meaning
Get to work, keep snoring
It’s all forgivable as long as we get paid

Spending days in a daze feeling trapped and afraid
Days in a daze feeling trapped and afraid
Days in a daze feeling trapped and afraid
It’s all forgivable as long as we get paid

(Sax Solo)

So tell me what we’re waiting for
We’re dreaming when we’re sleeping
But we stop in the morning
Can anyone afford to misbehave
Repression of our ancient lore
Repeating without meaning
Get to work, keep snoring
It’s all forgivable as long as we get paid

Spending days in a daze feeling trapped and afraid
Days in a daze feeling trapped and afraid
Days in a daze feeling trapped and afraid
It’s all forgivable as long as we get paid
D ays in a daze feeling trapped and afraid
Days in a daze feeling trapped and afraid
Days in a daze feeling trapped and afraid
It’s all forgivable as long as we get paid