Cold Blood - Peter Tosh

Every time I see Babylon my blood runs cold

Every time I see the wicked men my belly moves

You say after me sir

I solemnly swear

That the evidence I shall give

Shall be the truth

The whole truth

And nothin but the truth

So help me God

So help I Jah.

Rastafari

Every time I see the wicked men my belly moves

You are brought before this court

For having ganja in your possession

Guilty or not guilty

Not guilty your honor

How could one man do such a thing … Gang Jah

It is totally impossible your honor

I can remember yeah

When I was framed and jailed, brutalized

The grudge would find me guilty

For an exhibit they could not find

Every time I see Babylon my blood runs cold

Every time I see the wicked men my belly moves

When I see the condition

I said it’s a curse

For the past 400 years ago

Things get from bad to worse

Every time I see Babylon my blood runs cold

Every time I see the wicked men my belly moves