Rasta Man's Prayer

There comes a time In every man's life Where he's got to face The truth no matter what We are coming to you, father With our sins and everything To thank you Those that smoke marijuana Wanna thank you, father For making it grow internationally They wanna thank you, Lord Even though police cut it down Sometimes they burn it down But it grows again Thank you, father We wanna thank you, father For everything you've given us We wanna thank you, father For everything you've given us We wanna thank you, father For everything you've given us Nations that oppress other nations Wanna thank you, father Even though it's painful to be oppressed But they thank you for making them strong Politicians thank you, father For making them to be able To lie with a straight face While the nation cries They wanna thank you, Lord We wanna thank you, father For everything you've given us We wanna thank you, Father