( Bob Marley )




Every time I hear the crack of the whip


My blood runs cold

I remember on the slave ship


How they brutalised our very souls


Today they say that we are free

Only to be chained in poverty


Good god, I think it's all illiteracy


It's only a machine that make money





Slave driver the table is turned now


Catch a fire so you can get burned now


Slave driver the table is turned

Catch a fire so you can get burned