Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
(Spoken):
And the struggle goes on...
Verse 1
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, yeah.
Chorus 1
And I wanna know who, who's re-sponsible?
They don't give a damn, no, they don't give a damn, no.
Verse 2
Mothers joy, turn to pain and hollering,
Weeping for their babes and sucklings.
Spirits of the innocent wandering, sufferation, everlasting.
Chorus 2
And I wanna know who, who's re-sponsible?
I wanna know who, who's re-sponsible?
They don't give a damn, no, they don't give a damn, no.
Verse 3
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.
Chorus 3
I wanna know who, who's re-sponsible?
They don't give a damn, no, they don't give a damn, no.
Verse 4
Brothers and sisters, this plight we're facing;
Get involved, problems to solve; 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;
Chorus 4
Who, who's re-sponsible?
I wanna know who, who's re-sponsible?
They don't give a damn, no, woah woah, they don't give a damn no.
Break
Talking down South, Atlanta killings,
Talking down South, Deptford bombings.
Talking down South, Azania coming.
Coda
They'll cut your hearts out and I'm not joking.
Turn no blind eye, brothers be willing.
Yeah the front-line of the battle is hottest, your duties calling.
(Repeat to Fade)
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