| Don’t let your head hang down child
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| Walk your walk and stand up tall
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| For the weather might not stay this mild
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| Cause jah is changing all
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| Fall into the arms of your creator
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| When those gates open for you
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| 144 000 elevators
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| One of them might get you through
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| This earth is changing faces
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| And babylon must fall
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| No more hiding places
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| Cause jah is changing all
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| Jah is changing all!
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| Now you now this earth’s ball
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| But only one can play with it
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| Just seated in his holy hall
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| He will judge you when you’re hit
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| Try to set the world on fire
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| You might fail a thousand years
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| But one good day we might strike back at the empire
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| And change them and their gears
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| The third remark goes to your cultures
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| That might lead me to your soul
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| So all the false assumptions may fall into a hole
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| As bagpipes catch your ears
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| You listen and you learn
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| You learn to loose your fear
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| So you might not be concerned |