And the struggle goes on---

Some say the earth

Will keep on turning
Dread times are near
And I'm not joking I a warning

As we continue that same old moaning
The chosen race just keep on begging yeh
And I wanna know who's responsible?

They don't give a damn no

Mother's joy turn to

Pain and hollering
Weeping for their babes and sucklings
Spirits of the innocent wandering

Sufferation everlasting
But I wanna know who's responsible?
They don't give a damn no


Oh Papa dem chest keeps on burning
Fist clench tight a grit dem teeth

And blood is boiling
The price is high yet they keep on paying
The little bundles of love

They are all missing
And I wanna know who's responsible?
They don't give a damn no


Brothers and sisters
This plight we're facing

Get involved problems to solved
Yourselves concerning
Divided we are so

One by one we are falling
The front line of the battle is hottest
Your duties calling

I demand to know who's responsible?
They don't give a damn no


Talking down south Atlanta killings
Talking down south Deptford bombings
Talking down south Azania coming


They'll cut your hearts out
And I'm not joking

Turn no blind eye brothers be willing
Yeh the front line of the battle is hottest
Your duties calling