Rock Children

Make we rock children
To the music of creator
Make we rock children
To the music of the ghetto youth

Don't you sit and cry, little darling dry your eyes, I say
Come down off the shelf, come lively up yourself, my friend
We no have no bread, but we nah go dead
For the blessing of the father will fall on his children

Make we rock children
To the music of creator
Make we rock children
To the music of the ghetto youth

Cost of living high, soon reach the sky
What we a go do?
The rich man dem a ball, so what we fe say?
Down here in the ghetto
We no have no bread, but we nah go dead
For the blessing of the father will fall on his children

Make we rock children
To the music of creator
Make we rock children
To the music of the ghetto youth

We no have no bread, but we nah go dead
For the blessing of the father will fall on his children
Rock, rock, rock children
To the music of the ghetto youth
Oh yeah

Make we rock children
To the music of creator
Make we rock children
To the music of the ghetto youth

We no have no bread, but we nah go dead
Say, make we rock, rock, rock children
To the music of creator
Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes
Cost of living, it so high
Soon reach the sky now

Make we rock children
To the music of the ghetto youth