Downtown

Lyrics

[Intro] Jah have mercy on them sou-ouls Let me hear some moo-oo-oo-oo-ore Woi-ooh-eeh! [Refrain] How could life be like this When everyone Should be giving thanks and praises? Oh, Lord! [Verse 1] Seh di farmer man love when the rain fall everyday (Uh! uh!) 'cause him crops a grow The soldier man love when the sun shine everyday (Uh! uh!) 'cause him style a show [Chorus] Downtown no love when rain a fall Uptown flood out Eight million dem spend 'pon Hope Road And the flooding no end Well.. [Verse 2] The wicked man love when him gun buss loud and clear And him shots cyaan dung And the police man love when him have a extra gun Fi when a innocent get shot dung [Chorus] Downtown no love weh shot a buss Rudebwoys and police Cool out the rage of violence And just keep the peace [Bridge] 'cause when man a reeeeeign Could never be as terrible Like when Jah a reeeeeign Refrain from your crooked ways [Verse 3] Dem sit in high chair and watch the island sell out, uh-uh (Uh! uh!) Then gone a World Bank 'pon dem knees a look bailout, oh yes (Uh! uh!) Only private sectors get the benefits of poor people's doubts (Mmmmhhhh, Mmmmmhhhh) They all see and know That the system is worse than hand to mout' [Chorus] And Downtown no love when rain a fall Uptown flood out A thirty four dem spend 'pon T'ree Mile And the traffic block up Say well, Oh, Lord! [Refrain] How could life be like this When everyone should be living for each other? Oh, Lord! Hey... [Bridge] Trample dem again Trample dung the wicked foes Woi-yoooooo-iiih! Trample dem again! 'cause when man a reeeeeign Could never be as terrible Like when Jah a reeeeeign Refrain from your crooked ways [Chorus] And Downtown no love when rain a fall Uptown flood out Eight million dem spend 'pon Hope Road And the flooding no end Wooooi! [Verse 4] Illiteracy makes the people Search for only foods for their belly And never make inquisitions On what ministers do with taxpayers money [Chorus] And Downtown no love when rain a fall Uptown flood out Thirty four dem spend 'pon T'ree Mile And the traffic block up! Woi-yoooooooh! (Downtown no love when rain a fall) Trample dem again (Uptown flood out) Woi-yoooooooh! (Eight million dem spend 'pon Hope Road) Trample dung the wicked foes (And the flooding no end)