What a System - Clinton Fearon

What a system, what a system.

What a system, Baba what a system.

What a system, what a system.

What a system, Mama what a system.

What a system, what a system.

What a system, Dada what a system.

What a system, what a system.

What a system, what a dutty system.

Time and time again, they crucify the accused.

And just a slap on the wrist, to the murderers.

Time and time again, time and time again,

It’s just a warning given, to the murderers.

Hey!

What about the victims?

Hey!

Of all the pains we share?

Nothing said, nothing done.

I say no one remembers the victims,

Greedy men keep on doing them thing.

All they want is to win,

These games they play.

Oh, now, now, now!

Looking like a sheep,

But a wolf in disguise.

In this day and age,

You can’t even trust your brothers.

With tears in their eyes,

And stories so well dramatized.

It’s hard to resist their bag full of lies.

So many say them a Rasta,

But them action say them a Babylon.

Don’t let them fool you, they will abuse you.

Oh!

So many say them a Christian,

Yet them keep on living in sin.

All they want is to win,

These games they play.

What a system, what a system.

What a system, Baba what a system.

What a system, what a system.

What a system, Mama what a system.

What a system, what a system.

What a system, Dada what a system.

What a system, what a system.

What a system, what a dutty system.

Praise Him, give thanks and praises now,

Oh, to the King, oh now, now, now.

Praise Him, praise Him, oh to the King.

Thanks and praises, praises, to the King.