Linton Kwesi Johnson - Five Night Bleeding Lyrics
Madness, madnessMadness tight on the heads of the rebelsThe bitterness erup's like a heart blas'Broke glass, ritual of blood an' a-burnin'Served by a cruelin' fighting5 nights of horror and of bleedingBroke glass, cold blades as sharp as the eyes of hateAnd the stabbin', it'sWar amongs' the rebelsMadness, madness, warNight number one was in BrixtonSofrano B sound system'im was a-beatin' up the riddim with a fire'im comin' down his reggae reggae wireIt was a sound checkin' down your spinal columnA bad music tearin' up your fleshAn' the rebels dem start a fightingDe youth dem just tun wild, it'sWar amongs' the rebelsMadness, madness, warNight number two down at Sheppard'sRight up Railton roadIt was a night name friday when ev'ryone was high on brew or drew(?)A pound or two worth of KaliSound comin' down of the king's music ironThe riddim just bubblin' an' backfirin'Ragin' an' risin'When suddenly the music cut -Steelblade drinkin' blood in darkness, it'sWar amongs' the rebelsMadness, madness, warNight number three, over the riverRight outside the RainbowInside James Brown was screamin soulOutside the rebels were freezin' coldBabylonian tyrants descendedBounced on the brothers who were boldSo with a flick of the wris', a jab and a stabThe song of hate was soundedThe pile of oppression was vomitedAnd two policemen woundedRighteous, righteous warNight number four at the blues dance, abuse danceTwo rooms packed and the pressure pushin' upHot, hotheadsRitual of blood
