'Til I'm laid to rest, yes,
Always be depressed,
There's no life in the West.
I know the East is the best;
All the propaganda they spread,
Tongues will have to confess.
I'm in bondage living is a mess,
I've got to rise up, alleviate the stress.
No longer will I expose my weakness;
He who seeks knowledge begins with humbleness.
Work seven to seven but I'm still penniless.
All the food upon my table Massa God bless.
Holler for the needy and shelter less.
Ethiopia awaits all prince and princess.
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes,
Always be depressed,
There's no life in the West.
I know the East is the best, yes;
Propaganda they spread,
Tongues will have to confess.
What could be so bad about the East,
Everybody wants a piece.
Africa for Africans, Marcus Mosiah speak.
Unification outnumbers defeat.
What a day when we walk down Redemption Street,
Banner on heads, Bible inna we hands.
One and all, let's trod the promised land,
Buju go down a Congo stopped in Sashamanne Land,
The city of Harare where Selassie come from.
In Addis Ababa then Botswana,
Left Kenya end up in Ghana.
Oh, what a beauty my eyesight behold,
Only Ethiopia protect me from the cold.
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes,
Always be depressed,
There's no life in the West.
I know the East is the best;
All the propaganda they spread,
Tongues will have to confess.
Organize and centralize, come as one,
Our seeds shall be so many more than sand.
Some new and replenish pure and clean heart
Far too long we've been under this band.
Some a save a bag a riches, yet they die empty hand,
Go on saying I'm stupid and laugh all you can.
Easier for a camel to go through a needle eye
Than a rich man to enter Zion
Take it from I man, so!
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes,
Always be depressed,
There's no life in the West.
I know the East is the best;
All the propaganda they spread,
Tongues will have to confess.
I'm in bondage living is a mess,
I've got to rise up, alleviate the stress.
No longer will I expose my weakness;
He who seeks knowledge begins with humbleness.
Work seven to seven but I'm still penniless.
All the food upon my table Massa God bless.
Holler for the needy and shelter less.
Ethiopia awaits all prince and princess.
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes,
Always be depressed,
There's no life in the West.
I know the East is the best;
All the propaganda they spread,
Tongues will have to confess.
What could be so bad about the East,
Everybody wants a piece.
Africa for Africans, Marcus Mosiah speak.
Unification outnumbers defeat.
What a day when we walk down Redemption Street,
Banner on heads, Bible inna we hands.
One and all, let's trod the promised land,
Buju go down a Congo stopped in Sashamanne Land,
The city of Harare where Selassie come from.
In Addis Ababa then Botswana,
Left Kenya end up in Ghana.
Oh, what a beauty my eyesight behold,
Only Ethiopia protect me from the cold.
'Til I'm laid to rest, yes,
Always be depressed,
There's no life in the West.
I know the East is the best;
All the propaganda they spread,
Tongues will have to confess.
Organize and centralize, come as one!