Lyrics:
Put you on a youth training scheme
A pittance for you to pay
Altering dole figures for their own means
While we slave away
They don't really care
If
As a child, you would wait and watch from far away
But you always knew that you'd be the one
That work while they all play
In youth, you'd lay
The things that should or shouldn't have been
You could look at me in the scheme of things
Oh babe, you could make
and of love
Unaware in our youth of the sobering truth
Of the years that came after
We laughed at common men for we were heroes then
And heaven smiled
sounds
Aroused by the scent of youth
About to ruin a blissful life
Sticky fingers stroking my hair
Wetting my lips, fully aware
Trippin' bees' training
of money I've got in my hand
If you can't get a job and they think you're insane
If the years of your youth have been washed down the drain
And you wake
All around, see fathead youth
Look into their brutal eyes
But only if you want the truth
Once I saw the river clean
Scratching up the latest
Warrior in woolworths
Behind his serville innocence
He's the rebel on the underground
He plots and he schemes
Humble he may seem
She's the rebel
Warrior in Woolworth's
Humble he may seem
Behind his servile innocence
He plots and he schemes
He's the rebel on the underground
She's the rebel
help free world boss
Mi did born as a discipline child
Never know when I got so wild
Inna di scheme weh di youth dem live
Society nuh do nothing
rush a happy ending
That's not in our destiny's plan
Sweet this seems we can't see
The grand scheme of our lives
Which really are what we'd share
If
Alas that spring should vanish with the rose!
That youth’s sweet scented manuscript should close!
The nighingale that in the branches sang
Ah whence
The heart of every man in our platoon must swell with pride
For the nation's youth, the cream of which is marching at his side
For the fascinating
People in the misery
Government or work or government
It makes a mockery
Respect to the youths
When they're in front and all dem back a me
Why
of
Devilry
Positively I'm insane
Elegant in the phrase I enunciate
Eloquent with the words I entertain
Formal wordplay
A green beret with pen and page
Training
leg
Can Donald rob Mueller and shake another fed?
He'll probably weave by 'em, we'll wake up when we're dead
Dream team scheme to king Azizim
Don't
thieves buying time
Love thieves with no spine
Plotting our little off-schemes
Tonight
There, by the sea
Will you reel around me?
And kiss our youth away?
from South and Matches Lane
When the music hit you feel no pain
A park outside, some youth dem come to greet me
A got to shine some light
To make
have their wicked schemes
And you take that to new extremes
But you'll always be my hero
Even though you've lost your mind
Just gonna stand there
[Chorus]
So Man fi have nuff gal, an gal inna bundle
Gal From Rema, gal from Jungle
Nuff Gal an none a dem musn't grumble
All ghetto youth unno
Smoke your life away
Fuck your life away
Dream your life away
Scheme your life away
'Cause your seeds grow up the same way
A voice cries from
[Chorus]
So Man fi have 'nough gal, an gal inna bundle
Gal From Rema, gal from Jungle
'nough Gal an none a dem musn't grumble
All ghetto youth
wake up from your dream
'Round about you got the evil hitch up inna your scheme
Pretty smiles and charm yet still dem nah clean
Couldn't trick me them
The things we do and say
Returns to haunt us each day
Its not us that have to pay
Our innocent youth,they fall prey
Watch all those that you cross
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