Dem living ina dangerous zone
Oh what a place to call home
This is not a place for me
That's not where I wann a be (repeat)
I wanna be ina the hills where the birds dem singing
Not ina the city where the bells keep ringing
Too much gunshot and senseless k**ing
The colour of the dollar and the shaking of the shilling
As you say go buss a head certain man willing
Third cla** fight the struggle and first cla** chilling
Sit down ina dem tower and champagne spilling
A who dem want devoyer oh what a sin ting
Chorus (repeat)
Dis is a gunman city a gunman town
I man nuh see no employement around
Mama she a frown daddy him a frown
And the youths dem a buss dem gun from twelve to…
Down y me say a life nuh worth nothin'
Happy trigger lucky you mr press bu*ton
Let me tell something jah will bun you out to nothin'
From you bun out the youths