Ashes

Dark smoke blowing
I see an orange hue
Left unknowing
Green fields edge of view
Real fear don’t know what to do
Floating point of view
Feel the heat beneath my dry eyes
Feeling the heavy air
Seeing the thoughts of a glare
Caught in this very snare
With my hands against the window
Down there hoping
They see the orange hue
Left unknowing
Liar!
She should be turning in her sleep
Babylon feeds in the belly of the best
Fire!
You see that its burning through our teeth
London she burns
Feel the heat of the street
Riot!
She should be turning in her sleep
Babylon feeds in the belly of the best
Liar! Liar! Liar!
Ashes under your own feet
Dem nuh care bout the people dem
Dem nuh give ah damn
Mi slew down Goliath with a sling inna mi hand
And tun' round di fiyah put it pon Babylon
Dem prime ministers and dem false elections
Dem only come bout ah deal with separation
From constituencies and jurisdiction
Coulda do plenty more fi help di situation
But dem rather point dem fingers and say ah who wrong
«Ay mi nuh like how dem divide society, inna upper class, middle class and
lower class
Ay politican ah one class
London ah bun down!»
Liar!
She should be turning in her sleep
Babylon feeds in the belly of the best
Fire!
You see that its burning through our teeth
London she burns
Feel the heat of the street
Riot!
She should be turning in her sleep
Babylon feeds in the belly of the best
Liar! Liar! Liar!
Ashes under your own feet
Green fields edge of view
Ashes under your own feet
Ashes under your own feet
Green fields edge of view
Ashes under your own feet
Ashes under your own feet
Real fear don’t know what to do
Belly of the best
Liar! Liar!
Liar!
She should be turning in her sleep
Babylon feeds in the belly of the best
Fire!
You see that its burning through our teeth
London she burns
Feel the heat of the street
Riot!
She should be turning in her sleep
Babylon feeds in the belly of the best
Liar! Liar! Liar!
Ashes under your own feet