℗ 1998 Greensleeves Records
June 2, 1998 👁 625
from his house and land, and push it under the sinking sand.
Gotta open your eyes, get up and rise, gotta save us all,
get wise, get up, get up, turn up, yippee, get up, turn up,
get wise, get up, get up, turn up, get up, turn up.
So get all you three allies and put the gun one side.
No more politician come out and bribe.
They march to work on me side, step them wide.
I like me pride.
They treat me like some rubbish bandit.