| Woy! |
| Desperation has return
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| Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so!
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| Woy desperation has return over yonder
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| Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so!
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| Wild one, you are like the Prodigal Son yeah
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| And if you’re the Prodigal Son, my friend
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| Then you’re the one, you
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| Left taking your only possession
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| Your culture
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| To enter a world known for hacklings
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| In abundance, yeah
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| The hustlers of life
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| Have hooked and drained you from the man
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| Form the man that you used to be, turn your back on us
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| Return Rastaman where you came from
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| The land of your forefathers
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| Reaching the gates with your two long hands
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| Searching out for clean water
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| Wild one…
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| Prodigal come forth and rejoice with your voice
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| To the heavens
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| Chant some song, chant some song
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| Prodigal come forth and repent
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| Rastafari sins forgiven
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| Woy! |
| Desperation has return…
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| One has returned without one’s soul
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| And has squandered all his possessions
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| Let us cleanse your body now
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| From your service to the swine, because
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| You’ve been dead and now to anoint your head
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| With wisdom, knowledge and overstanding
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| A lesson has been taught unto you my friend
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| Time for a feast and rejoicing
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| Wild one…
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| Woy! |
| Desperation has return
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| Prodigal has returned to his culture
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| Prodigal has returned give him water
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| Prodigal has returned, has returned… |