The lips of the righteous teaches many 
But fools die for want of wisdom 
The rich man's wealth is in the city 

Vexation of the soul is vanity 
Destruction of the poor is their poverty 
The poor man's wealth is in a holy, holy place 

Why do you fight each other 
Why do you kill your brother 
Then your reward will be the cemetery 

We got to build a better nation 
Clean up, clean up Jah creation 
Or there will be no future for you, you and me