Oh when I wake up in the morning
There is no breakfast on my table
When I reach home in the evening
There is no dinner on my table
How many rivers do we have to cross, / Before we can talk to the boss?
So dem a loot and a shoot and a wailing
Racial war in the city, now it's burning
So long poor people crying out to you. / You never give a listening ear
So long poor people reaching out to you. / You never seem to really mm
In your land of plenty, so many poor
Homeless and hungry
So many die on the frontline
So long we slaved on the homeline
So them a root with the truth and them saying
Racial war failing tonight
So much promises, so much lies. / Bring more tears to their eyes
So much being said, a little been done
So many crying when there's so much fun
How long will you reap off their labor?
Keep them so poor in great hunger
How can you sit there and say you care?
When so much pain and sorrows everywhere
Champagne and caviar time
You don't care if Jah come in the morning
So you treat Jah children like swine
And you don't take heed to Jah warning
Racial injustice in the city, yeah
And I yah tell you, it's not pretty now
Poor people in the struggle. / Pressure is rising on the double
Tell you it's bad, bad, bad. / Tell you it's mad. The people sad
So we're trying. Ain't nothing working
So we're crying. The children are dying
It's getting worse. From worse to worse