Warning Warning Lyrics - Max Romeo

Givin' out my warning... 

Now you rich people listen to me 

Weep and wail over the miseries 

That are coming, coming up on you 

Your riches have rotted away 

And your clothes have been eaten by moth 

Your gold and silver is covered with rust 

And this rust will be witness against you 

And eat up your flesh like fire 

You have piled up your riches in these last days 

But heads a go roll down Sandy Gully one of these days 

Heads a go roll down Sandy Gully that's what Marcus says 

Your life here on earth have been filled with luxury and pleasure 

You have made yourself fat for the day of slaughter 

You've not paid the men that work in your fields 

The cries of those that gather your crops 

Have reached the ears of Jah, Jah Almighty 

Heads a go roll down Sandy Gully one of these days 

Heads a go roll down Sandy Gully that's what Marcus says 

Dog up a Beverley Hills a eat T-bone steak an' drink cornflakes 

While poor people in the ghetto a rake an' scrape to get a cake 

Be patient my brother be patient as a farmer is patient 

As he waits for the autumn and the spring rains to water his crops 

You also must be patient and keep your hopes up high 

Happy are those who greatest desire is to do what Jah Jah require