Conflict - These Things Take Time lyrics

So Listen crowd of people and listen wisely, it's I, daddy Kerry, telling everybody So what we gonna do about this mad lady? Everybody knows she's gonna mash up the country We must be patient in our struggle for freedom The state shall make it's own mistake, don't feed them ammunition Time is not running out, time be with us on our side Maintain the resistance; see the end of apartheid We're living in a Government style. No time for no fuss and fight, everybody must unite. We must abolish apartheid Brothers and sisters fear no more! Rise up and face this evil oppression Sigh and cry no more, for one day, that fine day The huge cloud that overshadows all. Shall lift, rise high, all say - forward Don't shake the hands of the firing squad. There are no tokens here Remember those burning eyes, them hungry bellies. No cure can exist in promises Medicine cures all, but when cancer spreads, there can be no cure Meanwhile brothers crawl on the d**hpile to die. The result of western world economics Meanwhile the bullet rips the flesh of the young mother. The flies feast on the eyes of the young child Meanwhile - hey cool guy McDonalds man, eating the flesh of the fellow man Wise up, s**ing up to the good life. The Coca-Cola formula continues to run red Rising high on the graph of oppression Public outcry exists worldwide. Headstones still commemorate the many who have died Coffins laid to earth. Resistance dead. Rowntree Mackintosh machine guns rise instead Crucify jah children; suffer once again they shall In honour, they retaliate. Stones against tanks, inevitably the innocent die The bodies laying deep are your responsibility How can sister from outside nation march in disgust at apartheid, whilst using dictator bankbook? Finance fuels all and in retrospect, it offers nothing more than misery Political leaders stand off, offering the false hand of opinion poll support Political factions offer nothing more than violence Ignorance breeds arrogance, arrogance creates violence. And that is their solution The abysmal result of dictatorship. Their excuses for slavery The chain around our necks. The guns in the street Don't consider violence as an alternative until you've picked up bits of your relatives in the street Until you've felt the whip crack tear the skin. The gas burns the eyes The baton on the skull. The torture in prison Use sanctions and the grey cloud will disperse The constitution known as apartheid and it's ilk will be destroyed And our world shall exist Brothers and sisters Such things cannot be bought and sold Such things cannot be arranged by Governments Such things cannot evolve overnight. These things take time These things take time