Black Out Songtext
von Black Eagles

Wow!
1977 Was well dread
And still dread have come
Night of the blackout in the big apple, ya

Blackout inna New York
A darkness inna New York
Anywhere you go, you hear them speak of
The blackout inna New York (Woah-oh)

Policeman, they had no pity
The fireman, they kept so busy
They were breaking and taking
And looting and shooting
In the blackout inna New York (Woah-oh)
Bronx never call Manhattan
Manhattan never call down a Brooklyn
They were beating and jailing
And breaking and tearing
Those and people that night (Woah-oh)


I′ve heard the mayor saying
He is gonna deal with them
Does he really know
The feeling that they feel?
They was oppressed in distress
They could have not confessed
And that is the way they express
Inna New York (Woah-oh)

Blackout inna New York
A darkness inna New York
Anywhere you go, you hear them speak of
The blackout inna New York

They did not see the light
They did not see the light
They did not see the light
In Jah Jah son

A grievous thing I saw there
It was when the day was dawning
There was a little old lady
Right across the street
And there she had her a few things (No true)
And then came a policeman
Which was the same as the one man nation
He broke everything that she had
And then he called her a big scum (No true)


Blackout inna New York
A darkness inna New York
Anywhere you go, you hear them speak of
The blackout inna New York

The coroner, he was warning
They did not hear his calling
So they suffer the consequence of a flood
And almighty voice was heard (Woah-oh)
The Rastaman is warning
You still ignore his calling
He told you "Lightning and thunder
Brimstone and fire"
And that's what had struck the joint paper