Lyrics:
Worship
Worship
Worship
Worship
Worship
Worship
Get on my level And worship
Hop in the spirit and murk em
Swerve off with a purpose
Baggin
my youth like the eagle
You are my Father and I worship You forever
You are my Jesus and I worship You forever
I call You Savior I will worship You
hate...that you told me was gold
That I'm supposed to worship
Why don't you outgrow it
Why don't we outgrow it
Raised... on all this radio
On all this
and radio and poster hype
Now that 3,000 people lost their jobs, I'm a see how your record do
But you're stuttering out your boo boo, can't give a decent
she do drugs
Broken hearts ran out of love
Troubled youth we know life's no fun
Troubled youth
Troubled youth
Troubled youth
Troubled youth we know
sweet like a honey bun
Sting like a honey gun
Crazy like I'm on one
Woo!
Thank God I know Son
Keep it going, radio for the youth
Backstroke, yeah I'm
Misspent youth
I'm a Rhinestone Tiger in a Leisure Suit
Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up! Oh Yeah!
We listen to the Radio, dead radio
I'll tell you one
the television
Play dis pon the radio
Mek thee Youth dem know
Patience is Virtue
Teach dem to Free up
Teach dem how to Let it go
Teach dem Jah Love Protect You
youth
I'm a rhinestone tiger in a leisure suit
Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up! Oh yeah!
We listen to the radio, dead radio
I'll tell you one thing
The coldness of most beauties
Is a challenge that our youth
Must quickly conquer
There is no time for guilt
Or second guessing, second guessing
Based
Oh yea
Reggae music, sweet reggae worship
Reggae Reggae, love this a reggae beat,
Reggae Reggae, something so very sweet
Reggae Reggae,
He's delighted to love me, but you know,
I just don't know what to say to him. I just don't know.
Heard it on the radio, it's no good
Heard
worship divinity Bad mind and views So they double in iniquity Now and they get a youth And live it in our societies So they scheme, come a root, and set up
people to worship the almighty dollar
I don't want to see broke MCs and [cold collars]
I don't want my radio without fresh batteries
I don't want you
Of The Youth
Youth want to dance
Citizen
The tribal war begins
But radio's a God
Industrial money
God is industry
Dance of youth
Citizen you know what
breath them take money from the poor man
And give money to dem rich man
Who dey breath them rich man worship devil dem poor man pray to God o
Who dey
stand
Local groups they hated us focused youth it made us what
Had broken through the get they rust aint none of you up staging us
ct least that's what I
Who yea too much crime and blood shed
Jamaica
Mo Bay
Too much youths in a crime too much man a dead out deh
Some missing some cant fine.
Inna
This time, this age
This youth, in rage
Enslaved for life
A fire burns in paradise
Tyrant savior they call out
To you like Babylon's great whore
me from the curse
That both give you warning for and the Cut-purse
Youth, youth thou hadst better been starved by thy nurse
Than live to be hanged for
youth
You and me could outrun the truth
You weren't just a prayer, you were my salvation
You weren't just my first, you were my education
You
Hey you! What´s this shit on the radio?
You kill the youth and I can´t stop the station.
We want rock!
You say no!
We want roll!
You say no!
Please
Marty Robbins on the radio
Makes driving fast feel like riding slow
Kind of reminds me of my youth
He kinda sounds a bit like you
He kinda sounds a bit
This time, this age
This youth, in rage
Enslaved for life
A fire burns in paradise
Tyrant savior they call out
To you like Babylon's great whore
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