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