Madness, madness

Madness tight on the heads of the rebels

The bitterness erup's like a heart blas'

Broke glass, ritual of blood an' a-burnin'

Served by a cruelin' fighting

5 nights of horror and of bleeding

Broke glass, cold blades as sharp as the eyes of hate

And the stabbin', it's

War amongs' the rebels

Madness, madness, war



Night number one was in Brixton

Sofrano B sound system

'im was a-beatin' up the riddim with a fire

'im comin' down his reggae reggae wire

It was a sound checkin' down your spinal column

A bad music tearin' up your flesh

An' the rebels dem start a fighting

De youth dem just tun wild, it's

War amongs' the rebels

Madness, madness, war



Night number two down at Sheppard's

Right up Railton road

It was a night name friday when ev'ryone was high on brew or drew(?)

A pound or two worth of Kali

Sound comin' down of the king's music iron

The riddim just bubblin' an' backfirin'

Ragin' an' risin'

When suddenly the music cut -

Steelblade drinkin' blood in darkness, it's

War amongs' the rebels

Madness, madness, war



Night number three, over the river

Right outside the Rainbow

Inside James Brown was screamin soul

Outside the rebels were freezin' cold

Babylonian tyrants descended

Bounced on the brothers who were bold

So with a flick of the wris', a jab and a stab

The song of hate was sounded

The pile of oppression was vomited

And two policemen wounded

Righteous, righteous war



Night number four at the blues dance, abuse dance

Two rooms packed and the pressure pushin' up

Hot, hotheads

Ritual of blood