Runnings in the ghetto well hot



CHORUS

I know Babylon for a plot

Runnings inna Earth well hot

False rulers sit back and get fat

Runnings inna yard well hot

Can't get no food for the pot

Runnings inna Earth well hot

It come in like a melting pot



I cant stop thinking ‘bout South Africa

Why do my people have to suffer?

Racist regime nothing to offer

Not even two pence in the coffer



Women and babies under baton charge

Informers, backsliders are all at large

Stoning of churches even cemeteries

We've been in turmoil for centuries



There must be something we can do

There must be a way we can get through

There must be something we can do

There must be a way we can get through



CHORUS

Runnings in the ghetto well hot

I know Babylon for a plot

Runnings inna Earth well hot

False rulers sit back and get fat

Runnings inna yard well hot

Can't get no food for the pot

Runnings inna Earth well hot

It come in like a melting pot



Can't get no food, feel restless

Sometimes it seems so helpless

Guns, bombs, dogs and batons

We've had enough

It seems the only solution is fight rough with tough

Guns, bombs, dogs and batons

We've had enough

It seems the only solution is fight rough with tough



There must be something we can do

There must be a way we can get through

There must be something we can do

There must be a way we can get through



CHORUS

Runnings in the ghetto well hot

I know Babylon for a plot

Runnings inna Earth well hot

False rulers sit back and get fat

Runnings inna yard well hot

Can't get no food for the pot

Runnings inna Earth well hot

It come in like a mel