Millencolin - Israelites Lyrics
(lyrics by desmond dekker)Get up in the morning slaving for bread sirSo that every mouth can be fedOooh, oooh mi israelites.Mi wife an ma kids them a pack up an a leave meDarling she said I was yours to be seenOooh, oooh mi israelitesWho am I workin for?Cho! shirt dem a tear-up trousers a goI dont wan to end up like bonny and clydeOooh, oooh mi israelitesAfter a storm there must be a calmUou catch me in your farm, you sound your alarmOooh, oooh mi israelites