Healing of the Nation - Jacob Miller, Inner Circle

Please Mr. Minister, a word with you

Only take a minute, sir, so don’t you screw

You no fight 'gainst the rum head

You no fight 'gainst the wine head

You no fight 'gainst the cigarette smoking

Yet you know, yet you know

These things give cancer

Yet you know, yet you know

These things give cancer

Rastaman know the truth

So you can’t fool the youth

Rastaman know the truth

So you can’t fool the youth

What was hidden from the wise and prudent

Shall reveal to the babe and suckling

What was hidden from the wise and prudent

Shall reveal to the babe and suckling

Tell me why do you fight against the collie man?

Tell me why do you fight against the collie man?

Yet you know, yet you know

It’s the healing of the nation

Yet you know, yet you know

It’s the healing of the nation

Tell me why do you fight against the collie man?

Tell me why do you fight against the collie man?

Yet you know, yet you know

It’s the healing of the nation

Yet you know, yet you know

It’s the healing of the nation, you know

Too much partialism inna dis business y’all

God knows all of these things give cancer

Liar man, doctor man, Indian chief

Babylon Kingdom know the truth

Liar man, doctor man, Indian chief

Yet them know, yet them know

It’s the healing of the nation

Yet them know, yet them know

They know it’s the truth

Tell me why do you fight against the collie man

Tell me why do you fight against the collie man

Yet you know, yet you know

It’s the healing of the nation

Yet them know, yet them know

It’s the curing of cancer, asthma, razman

Rastaman know the truth

So you can’t fool the youth

Natty dreadlocks know it’s the truth

So you can’t fool the youth

Yet them know, yet them know

It’s the healing of the nation

Yet them know, yet them know

These things give asthma, razma, chrasma

Natty dreadlocks know, natty dreadlocks know

Natty dreadlocks know, natty dreadlocks know

Knowing the truth, the truth that collie will cure cancer, yeah

Natty dreadlocks, natty dreadlocks knowing the truth

Babylon too much partialism