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Shout It

This song is by Babylon Circus and appears on the album Au Marché Des Illusions (2001).

You'll never see me come with a gun
And try to shoot them (Babylon)
Tonight I feel like roaring like a lion
But I don't come to hurt anyone.
Tonight, we're gonna have war! (war)
But I know we can make it without making any victims,
Don't wanna be a star
Just let me jump on the scene
To shout it on the riddim!
Me no come to tell you what is best,
No come to show you (who's the best)
Just looking for a positive way to protest,
Looking for a constructive way to contest!

So much things to say kept inside your heart.
And that's the way the system will keep you apart.
Come, come, come people don't have no fear!
Come, come, come people shout it up here!
Shout it up, shout it up, shout it up here,
Come upon the stage to make everybody hear!

Just haffi sing and dance,
No haffi use any violence,
Just haffi sing and dance,
That's the way we shall offer some resistance.

So that's the way we're gonna make it,
Shootin' our message like a bullet (bullet bullet)
People rally round, dem are walking along,
Comin' together to make a big fire!
People hear dis sound to make strong,
People hear dis sound to make fire

People rally round, to make strong strong
People rally round to make fire fire
People ??? ??? strong strong strong strong strong strong strong fire!


Don't take for revolutionaries,
All a dem wicked mercenaries,
Dem come down to whip out your worst enemy
Dem are brave, dem are strong like an army.
Ya hear about dem, but ya cyaan't see no face
You should see dem resting in their golden palace!
Yesterday's rebel became your minister,
No more trouble, no more trouble, but nothing goes better!
Poor an needy became rich and greedy,
No care for you, no care for me, no care for anybody!
Check out dis foolish mentality,
Check out dis political slavery,
Don't give support to any brutality,
Cause it will only benefit the minority.

Dreamin' of a dreadful revenge
We always do that and the things never changes
Dreamin' of a dreadful revenge
We always do that and the things never changes, never changes, never changes...


We got a bass, we got drums,
Heavy like a river, rolling on the rock!
We got guitars, we got organs,
Like birds in the hood, dem a chuck, chuck, chuck,
We got a sax, a trompet and a trombone
Lightning! shaking the trees!
We got voices, we got ideas,
And we're carrying all that stuff inna Babylon!

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