These evil men have come back to deceive and conquer But all they have to offer is war, poverty and hunger Slavery of consciousness our past, present and yonder But Rasta youth we will sit and wait no longer And so we chant ♪ Chant down Babylon Chant down Babylon Chant down Babylon Chant down Babylon Musician Champaign popping Politician campaign rotting (they'll back running) They only promise the youth nothing When we protest them shoot something But then we stand inner the tollgate Blood cover up your whole face Shoulder to shoulder there is no space And when we rise, we chant Chant down Babylon Chant down Babylon Chant down Babylon Chant down Babylon Chant down Babylon Chant down Babylon Chant down Babylon Chant down Babylon