Baixar Mais Tocadas: letras de Bob Marley

This morning I woke up in a curfew / Oh, God, I was a prisoner, too, yeah! / Could not recognize the faces standing over me / They were all dressed in uniforms of brutality, eh!

(Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wa!) / See them fighting for power (ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wa!) / But they know not the hour (ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wa!) / So they bribing with their guns, spare-parts and money

She love to party, have a good time / She looks so hearty, feeling fine / She loves to smoke, sometime shiftin’ coke / She’ll be laughin’ when there ain’t no joke

No Sun will shine in my day today / (No Sun will shine) / The high yellow Moon won’t come out to play / (That high yellow Moon won’t come out to play)