Babylon Pressure Lyrics

We got the Rastafari Fire

I feel it up in my Soul when I Burn against the

The Babylon Pressure

We've got to Rise into the flames of a Rastafari Fire

I'm fillin' it up in my bowl and I Burn against the

The Babylon Pressure

I said, your business suit is an illusion

Who do we think we are foolin'

In a world where your worth is on a piece of paper

The whole thing's built on a weak foundation

So we stumble and fall, each of us all

Said, the world will grow dark unless we

Carry on the Torch of a Rastafari Fire

I feel it up in my Soul when I Burn against the

The Babylon Pressure, we've got to

Rise into the flames of a Rastafari Fire

I'm fillin' it up in my bowl and I Burn against the

The Babylon Pressure

We've got to carry on the Torch of a Rastafari Fire

I'm feelin' it up, I'm feelin' it up in my Soul against the

The Babylon Pressure

We've got to Rise into the flames of a Rastafari Fire

I'm fillin' it up in my bowl and I Burn against the

The Babylon Pressure, ooh yeah ooh yeah, Rasta...

We've got to Rise into the Flames... Rasta...

Said, the world will grow dark unless we

Carry on the Torch of a Rastafari Fire

I'm feelin' it up, I'm feelin' it up, I'm feelin' it up in my Soul

Against the Babylon Pressure

We've got to Rise into the Flames of a Rastafari Fire

I'm fillin' it up in my bowl and I Burn against the

The Babylon Pressure