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1. |
| 4:21 | ||||
2. |
| 4:25 | ||||
Ev'rybody wants the same thing, don't they ?
Ev'rybody wants a happy end They wanna see the game on saturday They wanna be somebody's friend Ev'rybody wanna work for a living They wanna keep their children warm Ev'rybody wants to be forgiven They want a shelter from the storm Look at me, I ain't your enemy We walk on common ground We don't need to fight each other What we need, what we need Solidarity, Solidarty Nobody likes to ask for money Nobody likes to play the clown Nobody likes to wait in a long line Nobody likes being pushed around Ev'rybody want their family protected They wanna express themselves Ev'rybody want to live forever Look at me, I ain't your enemy Don't believe ev'rything you hear This is no time to fight each other What we need, what we need Solidarity, Solidarty... |
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3. |
| 5:18 | ||||
I n i are the living dread
Inna these ya dawn of the living dead x2 Were mind ah decreasing from a distant culture Were manners increasin' cause we backing down vulture I n i are the living dread Inna these ya dawn of the living dead x2 Blessed be the children of man And together will overstand Blessed be the children of man As numberless as grain of sand I n i are the living dread Inna these ya dawn of the living dead x2 Some building costly in the hill While some many others don't never get no share They priving a human of their rights It's a crime against the worst don't have to tell you about prison I n i are the living dread Inna these ya dawn of the living dead x2 Were mind ah decreasing from a distant culture Were manners increasin' cause we backing down vulture I n I living out there hopefull and bright Break I n i are the living dread Inna these ya dawn of the living dead I n I heart of the maroon heart I n I taught to the maroon tall I n I trod the maroon trod Inna desolate places I n i are the living dread Inna these ya dawn of the living dead x2 ____________ Et en francais : Nous sommes les dreads vivants Parmi l'aube des morts vivants x2 Nos esprit s'avillissent a cause de cette lointaine culture Nos manieres s'accroissent car nous cedons aux vautours Refrain x2 Benis soient les enfants de l'homme Et ensemble nous comprendrons Beni soient les enfants de l'homme Aussi peu nombreux que des grains de sables Refrain x 2 Certains batissent cherement dans les collines Pendant que tant d'autres ne recoivent pas leurs du Ils privent un humain des ses droits C'est un crime des pires, je ne vous parle meme pas de prison Refrain x2 I n i vit la, plein d'espoir et lumineux Break Nous sommes des dreads vivants Nous avons le cœur d'un Maroon Nous avons l'enseignement d'un Maroon Nous suivons les chemins des Maroon A travers des lieux desoles Refrain x2 |
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4. |
| 5:00 | ||||
5. |
| 3:33 | ||||
6. |
| 4:32 | ||||
7. |
| 4:09 | ||||
8. |
| 4:36 | ||||