The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through the wind,
And the smoke is rising through the words I and I sing.
Music is my ammunition; I fire down Babylon!
(One more time) The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through
the wind, And the smoke is rising through the words
I and I sing.
Music is my ammunition; fire down Babylon!
Imprisonment, poverty and Babylon's system; We've been suffering all this time (all this time)
I and I keep on chanting down 'Till our children
will face The front of that line
(I gotta say) The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through
the wind (through the wind),
And the smoke is rising through the words I and I sing.
Music is my ammunition, lord; I fire down Babylon!
(One more time) The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through
the wind, And the smoke is rising through the words
I and I sing.
Music is my ammunition, lord; I fire down Babylon!
Peace and dignity are not very far out of our reach
It just comes down (just comes down) to what I and I choose to teach
Truth and honesty will free our hearts And free our minds (free our minds)
So then our children can live together as one
'Till the end of time
(I gotta say) The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through
the wind, And the smoke is rising through the words
I and I sing.
Music is my ammunition, lord; I fire down Babylon!
The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through the wind
(through the wind), And the
smoke is rising through the words I and I sing.
Music is my ammunition, lord; I fire down Babylon!
Music is my ammunition; I fire down Babylon!
(One more time) Music is my ammunition, lord; I fire down
Babylon!