Blood And Fire - UB40

Blood, blood, blood;

blood and fire

Blood, blood, blood;

blood and fire

There is no more water to out the fire

There is no more water to out the fire

Let it burn, let it burn

Let it burn, burn burn

Blood, blood, blood;

blood and fire

Blood, blood, blood;

blood and fire

Judgement has come and mercy has gone (mercy come and gone)

Ooh, weak hearts shall lick up and spit up (weakheart must get lick up)

Judgement has come and mercy has gone (judgement time is here)

Ooh, weak hearts shall lick up and spit up (weakheart must get sick up)

Let it burn, let it burn

Let it burn, burn burn (mercy gone)

Blood, blood, blood;

blood and fire

Rasta hail!

Blessed is the weed, the healing of all nations in every corner of the earth

Blessed are the fields of sensimillia that enlighten and erich our soul

Blood and fire mek it burn bredren

All weak hearts shall lick up and spit up

And all righteous shall stand

Hail, Rasta hail and wail (Rastafari)

Hail Rasta don’t quail (we not quail)

Let it burn, burn burn

Let it burn, burn burn