Lyrics:
their Remington
The youth of Kingston
Won't leave their Magnum
pistol pistol
Poor Jill she was a spill
she got hit by a stray shot
Banton, Luciano, two youth them can't stop
Touch it, touch it, touch it star
Amidst temptation, I and I will be strong
I earn my meditation in this
their Remington
The youth of Kingston
Won't leave their Magnum
pistol pistol
Poor Jill she was a spill
she got hit by a stray shot
tasting
Are years you are wasting,
Life's a bitter foe!
With fate it's no use competing,
Youth is so terribly fleeting;
By dancing much faster
You're
tasting
Are years you are wasting,
Life's a bitter foe!
With fate it's no use competing,
Youth is so terribly fleeting;
By dancing much faster
You're
Banton, Luciano, two youth them can't stop
Touch it, touch it, touch it star
Amidst temptation, I and I will be strong
I earn my meditation in this
The poor eat the poor
Just like we've done before
Cursed by the burden youth brings
Effigies for the beasts
Effigies you and me
For you and me
tasting
Are years you are wasting,
Life's a bitter foe!
With fate it's no use competing,
Youth is so terribly fleeting;
By dancing much faster
You're
To perish out here in the cold
Chorus:
I'm old I'm helpless and feeble
And the days of my youth have gone by
And it's over the hill to the poor house
I
from life's other side
Somebody has fell by the way
And a life has gone out with the tide
That might have been happy some day
There's a poor old mother
tasting
Are years you are wasting,
Life's a bitter foe!
With fate it's no use competing,
Youth is so terribly fleeting
By dancing much faster
You're
of keys and of strife
There hung pictures of youth and of beauty
Of old age and a blushing young bride
They all hung on the wall but the saddest of all
of keys and of strife
There hung pictures of youth and of beauty
Of old age and a blushing young bride
They all hung on the wall but the saddest of all
Are
A picture from life's other side
Somebody has fell by the way
And a life has gone out with the tide
That might have been happy some day
There's a poor
everyday the ghetto youths dead up
[Verse 1]
Mi ask the leader
Him a di arranger
Fi mek poor people surround by danger
Fly an the roach an giant
prisons and schools
Now what's a poor man left to do?
One heart now broken in two
You start untying the hands of the youth
New kids hear the sound
pictures of peace and of strife,
There hang pictures of youth and of beauty,
Of old age, and the blushing young bride,
They all hang on the wall,
But
broken-hearted love for you
My heart has gone as still as a corpse
Why the fuck should I apologize?
Country's orderless, it's a lie
By these fuckin'
to settle the score
The poor can't take no more
Babylon rotten to the core
The shitstem run by a whore
We nah go bow come we settle the score
All you
everyday the ghetto youths dead up
[Verse 1]
Mi ask the leader
Him a di arranger
Fi mek poor people surround by danger
Fly an the roach an giant
wetters and ambulance chasers
Poor picker-pockets, bring 'em in
Come join the youth and beauty brigade
We're lining up the light-loafere'd
tasting
Are years you are wasting,
Life's a bitter foe!
With fate it's no use competing,
Youth is so terribly fleeting;
By dancing much faster
You're
and refused
But we won't take no more
Never let you take advantage of the poor
While di youths dem in the core
Crying out for more
You hide yourself behind
next of kin
And their legacy passed down to me the sons of mountain men
Raised to be a miner by a miners callused hands
Passed my youth between
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