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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Duckie Simpson
Duckie Simpson
Harmony Vocals
Michael Rose
Michael Rose
Vocals
Mikey Chung
Mikey Chung
Electric Guitar
Puma Jones
Puma Jones
Harmony Vocals
Robbie Shakespeare
Robbie Shakespeare
Bass
Sly Dunbar
Sly Dunbar
Drums
Uziah “Sticky” Thompson
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Anthony Ross
Michael Anthony Ross
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sly Dunbar
Sly Dunbar
Producer
Robbie Shakespeare
Robbie Shakespeare
Producer
Chris Blackwell
Chris Blackwell
Executive Producer
Steven Stanley
Steven Stanley
Mixing Engineer
Graeme Durham
Graeme Durham
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The youths of Eglinton
Won't put down their Remington
The youth of Brixton
They leave their .45 Smith and Wesson pistol, pistol
The youth of Utica Avenue
They just can't keep cool
So much gun shot, some cripple, some turn fool
They are responsible for a lot of children
And they need food
And they want to go to school
[Verse 2]
I say the youth of Eglington
Won't put down their Remington
I say the youth of Kingston
Won't leave their Magnum
Pistol, pistol
[Verse 3]
A very thin line to start the crime
Who will be the first to volunteer?
You love, you love your muckery
Get up and get yourself together
You hear the words of Jah Jah
Coming from the hill top of Dabra Drabra
Give you strength
[Verse 4]
The youth of Eglington
Won't put down their Remington
I say the youth of Brixton
They put down their .45 Smith and Wesson pistol, pistol
[Verse 5]
Stop and listen
They want you to fight the good fight
But save you strength
For strength is life
The youths in Africa
All a dem a thriller
[Verse 6]
I say the youth of Eglington
Won't put down their Remington
The youth of Kingston
Won't leave their Magnum pistol, pistol
Poor Jill, she was a spill
She got hit by a stray shot
(Poor Jill, she was a spill)
(She got hit by a stray shot)
[Verse 7]
The youths of Eglington
Won't put down their Remington
I say the youths of Brixton
They put down their .45 Smith and Wesson pistol, pistol
Pistol
Written by: Michael Rose
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