We are slaving down here in Babylon They took us away from our homeland And we are slaving down here in Babylon For the Black Starliner which is to come We want, we want to go They are waiting on an opportunity Not long Jah Jah Jah Jah not long I meekly

Culture vulture Straight line Feel it burst liver and lung Long and strong 'Til she spills her black blood Center down Vast the head body and tail Shatter life Physeter catodon

When will this payday be? For these retired slaves Tell us this hour Tell us now! Slavedriver Poison the 666 conception now!! Hey slavedriver! I'm asking you this question again and again and again Work police- you false priest!

Tattoos, Suu-Whoop, Bugatti, new boo Tattoos, Suu-whoop, Bugatti, new boo You tatted your face and changed the culture (you changed) You screamed "Suu-Whoop" and them gangsters loved you (yeah, yeah) You bought a Bugatti so you could flex (so you can

And is a su su come su su come su su come su su come Fire bun deeem Then is a su su come su su come su su come su su come Fire bun deeem, why? Natty dread Taking over, shout it and tell dem Culture Natty dread, Natty curly congo ayah Taking over For i

Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture (go) Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture (plead) Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture (go, go, go) I'll come down if you want to (down) Higher we go,

Gotta find a way To find a way When I'm there A better way I had better wait When I was an alien Cultures weren't opinions Never met a wise man If so it's a woman

Petite frappe Attends un peu que je t'attrape Comme on crache sur les murs Tu ne casses que des cailloux Misérable voyou Sans aucune envergure Comme on crache à la figure De tout ce qui fût beau Mais ça manque à ta culture

The lord nor the prophet from such time Jah Rastafari in this time They never love, they never love How do you expect them to love (I and I) And I and I lay hold on Babylon the old old dragon They never love, they never love (oooh) For I and I was the

Why can't we be friends, when we are lovers? 'Cause it always ends with us hating each other Instead of calling me out you should be pulling me in I've just got one more thing to say And irony is okay, I suppose Culture is to blame You try and mask your