'Til I'm Laid to Rest

Ethiopia awaits all prince and princess
Buju go down a Congo stopped in Shashamane Land
All the propaganda they spread
I'm in bondage living is a mess
All the food upon my table Massa God bless
Ethiopia awaits all prince and princess
Tongues will have to confess
All the propaganda they spread
Tongues will have to confess
Always be depressed
Our seeds shall be so many more than sand
Propaganda they spread
Africa for Africans, Marcus Mosiah speak
What a day when we walk down Redemption Street
I'm in bondage living is a mess
Holler for the needy and shelter less
Unification outnumbers defeat
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes
What coube so bad about the East, everybody wants a piece
For too long we've been under this band
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes
Always be depressed

There's no life in the West
There's no life in the West
Banner on heads Bible inna we hands
In Addis Ababa then Batswana
There's no life in the West
I know the East is the best
Tongues will have to confess
Take it from I man
Banner on heads Bible inna we hands
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes
I've got to rise up alleviate the stress

One and all lets trod the promised land
I know the East is the best

The city of Harare where Selassie com from
Tongues will have to confess
Left Kenya end up in Ghana
So
Oh, what a beauty my eyesight behold

I know the East is the best, yes

I know the East is the best
No longer will I expose my weakness
Some new and replenish pure and clean heart
Tongues will have to confess
All the propaganda they spread
Left Kenya end up in Ghana
I know the East is the best

All the propaganda they spread

Easier for a camel to go through a needle eye
Always be depressed
Buju go down a Congo stopped in Shashamane Land
Unification outnumbers defeat

Some a save a bag a riches, yet they die empty hand
There's no life in the West
There's no life in the West
Organize and centralize come as one
Only Ethiopia protect me from the cold
Tongues will have to confess
He who seeks knowledge begins with humbleness
I've got to rise up alleviate the stress
Always be depressed
He who seeks knowledge begins with humbleness

Holler for the needy and shelter less
Go on saying I'm stupid and laugh all you can
What a day when we walk down Redemption Street
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes
Africa for Africans, Marcus Mosiah speak

'Til I'm laid to rest, yes
Work 7 to 7 but I'm still penniless

All the propaganda they spread

Always be depressed
All the food upon my table Massa God bless
One and all lets trod the promised land

Than a rich man to enter a Zion

I know the East is the best
The city of Harare where Selassie come from
Work 7 to 7 but I'm still penniless
Only Ethiopia protect me from the cold

Oh, what a beauty my eyesight behold
What coube so bad about the East, everybody wants a piece
There's no life in the West
In Addis Ababa then Batswana
No longer will I expose my weakness