More pain
Don't tell ya no nonsense
Eh ya
Babylon will concerted
And are no soverign people
Even though we've been working
Still da people are living
Don't tell me no blues Mr. man
What happened to the little poor
Don't tell a no blues mr. man
Amma na defend the poor in the land
You take the best of the loaves
And gave the poor man the crumbs
People working hard to see a better day to come
Brother, Mr. man, what happened to the poor in the land?
Oh gash
Don't tell a no blues Mr. man
I dedicate this songs to the politicians in the land
Bring your guns and drugs
And in the land, you live and looking like that
Don't tell a no blues Mr. man
You dissadvantaging the poor
Don't tell a no blues, politicians
That you're doing the best you can
No way, na na na na na
Don't tell a no blues, no hey ya
No blues, hey
Satan solid foundation
Is bound to cause rebelion
For the wickedness you are doing
The system is cared for you alone
And people are suffering, down here at home
Don't tell a no blues, no ooo, woo eh
Don't tell a no blues, Mr. Man
Don't tell a no blues, no oooooo
Don't tell a no blues, don't tell a...
Don't tell a no blues, blues, hey hey
People need work to do
They need some place to go
Teach them a skill, so they can learn
To fetch for their own food
Give them no blues Mr. man
