Oh it seems in life, we have lost the way
Seems they'll be no more hope on earth
As it were for you this day

Is it so wrong for me to write a song for them?
Is it too late for us to write the wrong's of men?
But me? I believe it is not too late for me
I believe it is not too late for me
Not too late for me, too late for me

When I talk of payaka-yaka way
I mean those who are going astray
Down payaka-yaka way, don't go that way

Slowly but surly we're getting there
Step by step and brick by brick
Just like Noah and the great reset of man
Two by sea and two by the land

Trying to capture dem, trying to save them
To raise them, commemorate them, to lift dem up

It seems in life, we have lost the way
Oh is there be no more spirit on earth
For you or for me to sail away, sail away
My life, I have lost the way
Seems like they'll be no more light
For you or for me today

Is it so wrong for me to write a song for them?
Is it too late for us to write the wrong's of men?
But me? I believe it is not too late for me
I believe it is not too late for me
Not too late for me, too late for me

When I talk of payaka-yaka way
I mean those who are going astray
Down payaka-yaka way, don't go that way, no

Slowly but surely we're getting there
Jah-Jah Slowly but surely
We are getting there
Robert Mugabe lead the people dem astray
Bruce you know you lead the people dem astray
Down payaka-yaka way, don't go that way
Down payaka-yaka way, no we're not going that way

Leading them to confusion
Could never be a way to give direction
You show them no affection / Promises that you don't fulfill
The only way to break them to your will?

Money
Recession you can feel is all about money
So much pressure you can't deal it is all about money
Oppression of the poor it is all about money
The rich is getting richer still they want more
Money
Misleading our youth it is all about money
Telling you to shoot it is all about money
I'm telling you the truth it is all about money
Money money ho ooh oh
So if it seems in life, you have lost your way
Remember that there is no hope on earth
For them to stop Jah way, the right way

Is it so wrong for me to write my song for them?
Is it too late for us to write the wrong's of men?
But me? I believe it is not too late for me
I believe it is not too late for me
I believe it is not to late, too late, too late for me