Tafari to get a job Ten behind his name Born up in the Tafari know the game The is no respect for life less for rules Winners only apply Sorry no rooms for
Tafari, looks up to the and Wonders if there's life on Some say, he shave his head But he's proud to be a
'Cos, I'll be better, be stronger For the truth, I know longer I've the cunning of the And the of the trees I won't be sad, the sorrow I look to tomorrow I'll release my 'Cos I'm to be a dread
Selassie, tries to a home To rest his weary A place where he can his girl To share this bed he's greeted at the door The sign has changed his Though the is full of child Sorry, no room
looks up to the clouds He hard and shouts out loud Remembering his father's A from the dead
'Cos, I'll be better, be stronger For the truth, I know longer I've the of the tiger And the wisdom of the I be sad, refuse the sorrow I look forward to release my anger 'Cos I'm proud to be a
'Cos in life, you have to take a chance Why else at all in this life, to climb a mountain Sometimes expect to 'Cos in this life nothing comes If it does, it has a 'Cos in this life a suffers Look at Christ
Leo, many trials But hold hid up high He won't the hatred To Make his cry Leo looks up to the in its silver spoon Maybe I should my job Be an instead
'Cos, I'll be better, I'll be For the truth, I takes longer I've the cunning of the And the of the trees I be sad, refuse the sorrow I look forward to I'll release my 'Cos I'm proud to be a
release my anger 'Cos I'm to be a dread
'Cos, I'll be better, I'll be For the truth, I'll be a I've the cunning of the And the of the trees In my dealings be honest To I make this promise