Under that great stone
Got to move
Under that great stone
Got to move
From under the great stone
The stone I'm down below
From under that great stone
Got to remove
Sing it again
Real, feel real
That's how real to me
I love them
Because them give out the victory
Oh, many people doubt it
But I can't live without
Just because I love it so
It's so real to me
It soon be done
All of my troubles and triumphs
When I get over
Over on the other side
I wanna shake my hand with the elder
Tell all the people, "Good morning"
Burn my telephone, try less
Yes, I will
Ain't got no style and ain't got no fashion
Elementary
Ain't got no style and ain't got no fashion
Ain't got that style, ain't got no fashion
Ain't got no style ain't got no fashion
One thing down with your dread
The doctor loved you so well
But, now that your dead
I love, I love, I love, I love my entertainin'
I don't want, I don't want, I don't want, I don't want no excitement
I don't want, I don't want, I don't want, I don't want no indictment
I don't need, I don't need, I don't need
I don't need no disappointment
Oh, Lord, God
From under that great stone, got to move
From under that great stone, got to remove
From under the great stone
Stone
Long time, they come, because you don't feel the come
I can see it when you're comin' and gone
Long time that you call you but you don't feel the come
Are you comin' when your comin' and comin'
Whoa, upon the east
Whoa, upon the south
Whoa, upon the north
This is what it's all about
Long time, that you call you but you don't feel the come
I can see it you comin' in, come
So, rasta warn you
Night and day, last call
Mother that, mother that, mother that
Great stone, got to move
Mother that great stone, got to remove
From under the great stone
Stone