Hmm, hmm, oh yeah, yeah Do you hear me As I preach my sermony Seh, mi nah like the kinda Babylon. Seh, mi nah dig them kinda wicked men. 'Cause I am a righteous Rastaman, And I am a dread, dread, one I man. I and I go beat down Babylon. I and I go whip dem wicked men. Oh, what a wicked situation, I and I starving. This must cause a revolution, And a dangerous pollution. I and I go beat down Babylon. I and I go whip dem wicked men. I and I go beat down Babylon. I and I go whip dem wicked men. Whoah yeah, yeah, yeah. Whip them, whip them - Lord! Whip them, whip them - Lord! Whip them, whip them - Lord. Oh, what a wicked situation, I and I starving. This must cause a revolution, And a dangerous pollution. I and I go beat down Babylon. I and I go whip dem wicked men. I and I go beat down Babylon. I and I go whip dem wicked men. Lord! Whip them, whip them - Lord! Whip them, whip them - Lord! Whip, whip, whip them - Lord! Whip them, whip them..