Some say the earth, will keep on turning; Dread times are near and I'm not joking, I a warning you! As we continue that same old moaning, The chosen race just keep on beggin', yeh! And I wanna know, who, a who responsible? They don't give a damn, no! They don't give a damn, no!
Mother's joy turn to pain and hollering, Weeping for their babes and suckling. Spirits of the innocent wandering, I tell you: Sufferation everlasting. But I wanna know, who a who, who responsible? I wanna know, who' responsible? They don't give a damn, no! They don't give a damn, no, oh Lord!
Oh papa, dem chest keeps on burning. Fist clench tight a grit dem teeth and blood is boiling. The price is high, yet they keep on payin', yeh, oh Lord! The little bundles of love, they are all missing. I wanna know, who, a who responsible? They don't give a damn, no! They don't give a, they don't give a -
Brothers and sisters, This plight we're facing, Get involved problems to solved, yourselves concerning, Divided we are so, one by one we are falling. The front line of the battle is hottest, Your duties calling. I demand to know, wo, a who, a who responsible? I wanna know who, a who, I wanna know who responsible? They don't give a damn, no, woo-woo! They don't give a damn, no!
Talking down south, Atlanta killings. Talking down south, Deptford bombings. Talking down south, Azania coming. They'll cut your hearts out and I'm not joking. Turn no blind eye, brothers be willing, yeh! Yeh the front line of the battle is hottest, Your duties calling.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
