So Long Rastafari Songtext
von Dillinger

Hail dread, you no hear Babylon a look fi di I, Rasta?
Dem send call di I, you know, ya?
No, Babylon cyaan want I, Rasta
I an′ I dread are clean hands an' a pure in heart
No Babylon cyaan come want di I an′ I name
A weh di man a say, Rasta?

Mi say, you wrong fi send come call natty dread, you're wrong
Dat are Babylon, Babylon, you're wrong
Fi send come call natty dread, you′re wrong
For, natty dreadlocks is a humble man
An′ natty dreadlocks is a conscious man
Say, you're wrong fi call natty dread (Boy, you′re wrong)
Mi go out of di way

Mi said, no trouble natty dread, Babylon
Mi said, no call natty dreadlocks' names
Mi say, you′re trying to seek fear by callin' I name (You′re wrong)
Babylon, you should never do dat, I tell you one time (Oh gosh)


Mi said, dread sow him seed an' Babylon step in
War reap sweet (Yeah)
Babylon, you're wrong
Shouldn′t send come call di natty dreadlocks
Say, say, Babylon, you′re wrong
I an' I sat pon I an′ I cot an' a smoke up I an′ I, I shank tan
I an' I fi take two fence an′ I an' I no deal with no violence
Say, 'cah dem are Babylon, dem are Babylon
Tell you, if a cup, make we sup (A weh di man a say, Rasta?)
An′ if a spliff, make we lick (Yeah)
An′ if a war, make we break it (Now, weh di man say?)
An' if a love, make we make it (A true, Rasta)

Babylon, you′re wrong fi trouble di nat
Di Babylon, you're wrong (Yeah)
Mi say, you shouldn′t do dat


Because, I kept a real sweet an' a man smoke kindly
Babylon a say dat are ganja, but dem are ganja (Yeah)
A really ganja man
Babylon, you′re wrong (Fi ganja)
Babylon, you're wrong
Say, you shouldn't trouble natty dread
So long Rastafari call I an′ I dreadlocks, but true
I an′ I never did too
Sight up, you know, I never go waste
I an' I will lead dem a tribulation
Mi a tell you, too much vibration
We in a Babylon, I in a Babylon (Babylon)
Move ya! (Babylon, you′re wrong)
Cool your foot out, say, an' don′t be a crook
'Cause, dat is how di man dat dress in di uniform is Babylon
But many of dem walkin′ on the road, dem are Babylon
Tell you, say, you're wrong (Yeah)

Mi say, di dread dem humble
An' then di Babylon stumble
Di heathen grumble (Di heathen grumble)
Babylon, you′re wrong fi send come call I dread (Babylonian wrong)

You are Rasta, you are, you must be mad (Di truth come to di sun)
Yeah, set to tell (Set to tell)
Babylonian wrong