Tafari to get a job Ten letters his name up in the cornfields Tafari doesn't know the The game is no for life Even less for Winners only need Sorry no for fools
Tafari, up to the stars and Wonders if life on Mars Some say, he should shave his But proud to be a dread
'Cos, I'll be better, be stronger For the truth, I know takes I've the cunning of the And the of the trees I be sad, refuse the sorrow I forward to tomorrow I'll my anger I'm proud to be a dread
Selassie, tries to a home To rest his weary A where he can take his girl To share this bed When greeted at the door The sign has his tune Though the queen is of child Sorry, no room
Selassie up to the clouds He curses and shouts out loud his father's words A whisper the dead
'Cos, I'll be better, I'll be For the truth, I takes longer the cunning of the tiger And the wisdom of the I won't be sad, the sorrow I look to tomorrow release my anger 'Cos I'm to be a dread
in this life, you have to take a chance Why else at all 'Cos in this life, to a mountain Sometimes to fall 'Cos in this life nothing easy If it does, it has a 'Cos in this a martyr suffers Look at Christ
Leo, faces trials But hold hid up high He allow the hatred To Make his cry Leo up to the moon in its silver spoon Maybe I change my job Be an instead
'Cos, I'll be better, I'll be For the truth, I know takes 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 to be a dread
I'll release my I'm proud to be a dread
'Cos, be better, I'll be stronger For the truth, I'll be a the cunning of the tiger And the wisdom of the In my dealings I'll be To myself I make promise