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And the struggle goes on
Some say the earth
Will keep on turning
Dread times are near
And I'm not joking I a warning
As we continue that same old moaning
The chosen race just keep on begging yeh
And I wanna know who's responsible
They don't give a d**n no
Mother's joy turn to
Pain and hollering
Weeping for their babes and sucklings
Spirits of the innocent wandering
Sufferation everlasting
But I wanna know who's responsible
They don't give a d**n no
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 paying
The little bundles of love
They are all missing
And I wanna know who's responsible
They don't give a d**n no
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 who's responsible
They don't give a d**n 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 the front line of the battle is hottest
Your duties calling
