Intro: 
revolution a strictly, a revolution 

Verse 1: 
The little school youth them just can’t sleep, a bare shot a burst, 
Them have to lay down pan the cold concrete, me next door neighbor 
She a weep, but as I look outside mi see soldiers pan dem belly a creep.
 [bad word] 
Its gonna be a revolution in a jamdung, down, down yeah, 
The likkle youths dem a wreck up the city, 
Its ganna be a revolution in a jamdung , down , down yeah 
Dem yah youths don’t got no pity. 

Verse 2: 
The first question I asked, how the guns reach here, 
We all know the leaders don’t seems to care, 
Then the second question to the minister of security, 
He is protecting himself, he don’t give a heck about we. 
 [bad word]   

Verse 3: 
All over the country everyone is crying for peace, 
If you cant [bad word] the soldier, tell me how you a [bad word] the police, 
They treat us like beast when we cry for peace, they treat ghetto people 
As if they are the least. 
 [bad word] 

Repeat Verse One