(Nyabinghi drums beat slow and deep)
Jah... Rastafari... Jah know...
Ahhh-ahhh-ahhh... Ooooh-ohhh-ohhh...
Come, let us reason now.
When a man is walking and suddenly he stumbles—
Crowd: HE LOOKS BACK!
Lead: Why?
Crowd: TO FIND THE STONE!
Lead: He doesn't blame the bystander, he looks for the stone.
Lead: The people have spoken, the mandate shifted.
Lead: Na who cause am? Na who cause am?
Lead: Na who cause am?
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: Na who cause am?
Crowd: LOOK IN THE MIRROR!
Lead: Who said, “We didn't listen”?
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: Who mentioned arrogance of power?
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: Before you blame the bystander—
Crowd: LOOK IN THE MIRROR!
Lead: E-Levy!
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: DDEP and haircut!
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: High cost of living!
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: The taxes piling up, the people crying out.
Lead: You took the gold and turned it into dust.
Lead: The youth are restless, seeking better ways.
Lead: You closed the gate and left us in the haze.
Lead: Now the ballot box has told the story clear.
Lead: The writing on the wall is plain to hear.
Lead: Na who cause am?
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: Na who cause am?
Crowd: LOOK IN THE MIRROR!
Lead: Who said, “We didn't listen”?
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: Who mentioned arrogance of power?
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: Before you blame the bystander—
Crowd: LOOK IN THE MIRROR!
Lead: The promise broken, the coffers run dry.
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: The gold in the earth, they sold to the sky.
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: Corruption crawling like a snake in the grass.
Lead: You thought the season of the drought would pass.
Lead: But history keeps a record of the truth.
Lead: You stole the vision from the golden youth.
Lead: So now you stand upon the dusty floor.
Lead: Knocking on the frame of a bolted door.
Lead: If the root is rotten, the fruit will surely fall.
Lead: Don't point your finger at the writing on the wall.
Lead: You planted thorns and expected the rose.
Lead: That is the way the cold wind blows.
Lead: Listen to the drum, listen to the beat.
Lead: Justice is walking down the busy street.
Lead: Na who cause am?
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: Na who cause am?
Crowd: LOOK IN THE MIRROR!
Lead: Who said, “We didn't listen”?
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: Who mentioned arrogance of power?
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: Before you blame the bystander—
Crowd: LOOK IN THE MIRROR!
Lead: Look in the mirror.
Crowd: LOOK IN THE MIRROR!
Lead: Don't blame the people.
Crowd: DEM TALK AM THEMSELVES!
Lead: Jah judge the works of men.
Lead: It is time to reason. It is time to change.
(Fade out with bass and Nyabinghi percussion)