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TREE OF LIFE
Like a wreath of smoke that's rising
So the tree of life is growing
Let the herb grow no matter what they say,
No matter what they do
They will come with helicopters,
Now they have heat-seeking sensors
Spray their death all over Jah green world
But I know...
(bridge)
They have their secret societies
and the occult technology of power
Check them with their masonry
And the Vatican knows Jah hour
Like a tree that's by the water
Bringeth forth it's fruits in season
Let the herb grow, no matter what they say,
No matter what they do
They will lie and talk and slander
Now they have heat-seeking sensors
Spray their death all over Jah green world
Shame on them!
(repeat bridge)
"Engage thermal protection. Proceed on course...
Potential crop located 12 degrees North
Proceed as follows....
Yup, we gotta glow house,
Send in the grunts,
I'll track the streakers..."
His Imperial Majesty Sellassie I Jah Rastafari
Blast them down, Oh Jah,
to the very foundations!
(Words and music by David Asher and Garrick Owen, Copyright 1996, Addis Music,
Tolchok Publishing, ASCAP)
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