Where there's, more hungry mouths than food to eat
It's where the homeless roam the street
Where broken glass and broken dreams
Are shattered and scattered amongst debris
Sufferation wrath and still they laugh
And dream of a mansion above the half
No one to speak upon there behalf
Now tell me, do they stand a chance?
Where there's, more food than mouths to feed
Where you find those who claim to lead
Because of all their personal greed
They always want more than they need
They don't help those below the half
Instead they stand aside and laugh
As if it's all we'll ever ask
When will they make a change?

Children lift your heads, to the One
Who create the sun, my children
And your light will come shinning again.
Show the world, Jah love is okay
When we rise and greet the sun
Lets give Him thanks and praise

Illegal guns they roam the night
In hungry hands waiting to bite
The first sign of any food in sight
Youths in the dark searching for light
Hard time they face is not a choice
Police curfew is no surprise
And with no one to be there voice
Do they stand a chance?
Where there's, more hungry mouths then food to eat
Where you find those who claim to lead
Because of all there personal greed
They always want more than they need
They don't help those below the half
Instead they stand aside and laugh
As if it's all we'll ever ask
When will they make a change?

Its like a punk never check or dem did forget
Say a death we nature naughty
Ah true mi go born uptown
Tell dem fools don't cross me
That's only where Cindy brought me
And that's why they can't impress me
With no boasty car
Me know dat ah kill dem softly
And then they're not
Really even who they think they are
They're not really moving crafty
Mi get fi understand say them plan dem faulty
Well nuff a dem a twenty and favor forty
Filthy rich big belly and hearty
Di real Gideon will be arriving shortly
Rasta nuh beat Binghi drum we claatt it
We live longer 'cause we food nuh salty
We grow stronger and dem can't assault we
So haile Rastafari love and exhalt it

Children lift your heads, to the One
Who create the sun, my children
And your light will come shinning again.
Show the world, Jah love is okay
When we rise and greet the sun
Lets give Him thanks and praise

Missing verse

Children lift your heads, to the One
Who create the sun, my children
And your light will come shinning again.
Show the world, Jah love is okay
When we rise and greet the sun
Lets give Him thanks and praise

Where there's, more hungry mouths than food to eat
It's where the homeless roam the street
Where broken glass and broken dreams
Are shattered and scattered amongst debris
Sufferation wrath and still they laugh
And dream of a mansion above the half
No one to speak upon there behalf
Now tell me, do they stand a chance?
Where there's, more food than mouths to feed
Where you find those who claim to lead
Because of all their personal greed
They always want more than they need
They don't help those below the half
Instead they stand aside and laugh
As if it's all we'll ever ask
When will they make a change?

Children lift your heads, to the One
Who create the sun, my children
And your light will come shinning again.
Show the world, Jah love is okay
When we rise and greet the sun
Lets give Him thanks and praise