I know where they stand, I know what they eat and I know where they are from
I still say they are creeps, that's why they can't stay strong
They are facts, they are wolves, they are not sheep, they are lions
I still say I see it up in the limelight
They are roads like Babylon, like I am
I know where they are going and where they come from
I listen when they speak with their fluttering tongue
Black people have suffered from a long, long, long
Till the whole world is repatriation
No one can go back to their tribulation
I defend them while they stand, the million