Yes!

Each day, each night
Prices get higher, higher, higher, higher
Poor people soon can't put
Them pot a fire, fire, fire, fire
Each day, each night
Prices get higher, higher, higher, higher
Poor people soon can't put
Them pot a fire, fire, fire, fire

Take a look at some of those in the ghetto
Where not even a stalk of scallion just cannot grow
And even their children seem to be dying from hunger
And their shirt and pants bottom seems to be torn
Ooh yeh!

Year after next
It a guh dreada, dreada, dreada, dreada
Year after next
It a guh dreada, dreada, dreada, dreada (Yes!)
Year after next
It a guh dreada, dreada, dreada, dreada
Year after next
It a guh dreada, dreada, dreada, dreada
Just take a look at some of those in the ghetto
Where no food at all cannot grow
The poor people seem to be dying from hunger
And everything seems to be gone from their possession

But year after next
It a guh dreada, dreada, dreada, dreada
And all who survive
Shall live forever, ever, ever, ever
Year after next!
It a guh dreada, dreada, dreada, dreada
All who survive!
Shall live forever, ever, ever, ever
Fittest of the fittest of these times
Shall live forever, ever, ever, ever
All you've got to do is just
Praise Jah, praise Jah, praise Jah
For year after next!
It a guh dreada, dreada, dreada, dreada
All who survive!
Forever, ever, ever, ever