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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Steel Pulse
Performer
Basil Gabbidon
Guitar
David Hinds
Vocals
Alphonso Martin
Percussion
Selwyn Brown
Keyboards
Mykaell Riley
Vocals
Ronnie Mcqueen
Bass Guitar
Steve Nesbitt
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Basil Gabbidon
Composer
David Hinds
Composer
Alphonso Martin
Composer
Selwyn Brown
Composer
Ronnie Mcqueen
Composer
Steve Nesbitt
Composer
Mike S. Riley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Karl Pitterson
Producer
Pete King
Producer
Godwin Logie
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I say, the people of Handsworth (Ooh)
Knows that the one hand wash the other, so they say
So, let's join hands my brethren
Make the way for our children (Our children, our children)
And their children (Their children, their children, their children)
Ensuring that they get life's fair share of
Equality
Doesn't justice stand for all?
Doesn't justice stand for all?
Doesn't justice stand for all mankind?
We find society putting us down
Crownin' us, crownin' us
Crownin' us, crownin' us
A place of evil, oh, oh
Handsworth means us, the black people
Handsworth means us (The black people)
We're talkin' now
Speakin' Jah-Jah language
[Verse 2]
It's a long, long way we're comin' from
To send this message across, across
It's been hidden, forbidden
Concealed, unrevealed
It's got to come out in the open that
[Verse 3]
Babylon is falling
Babylon is falling
It was foolish to build it on the sand
Handsworth shall stand firm like Jah rock
Fightin' back
We, once beggars, are now choosers
No, no intention to be losers
Striving forward with ambition
And if it takes ammunition
[Verse 4]
We rebel in (Handsworth) revolution
(Handsworth) Revolution
(Handsworth) Yeah, yeah, revolution
Handsworth revolution
(Revolution)
[Verse 5]
Dread town, dread town
Dread town
Dread town, dread town
Dread town
[Verse 6]
Dread, we all for a cause
Deprived of many things
Spirits, phony laws
Hatred Babylon brings
We know what you've got to offer
We know what's going on
Don't want no favors, 'cause they're still hungry
Innocent convicted, poor wage, hard labor
Only Babylon prospers and the humble suffer
They are my brothers, yeah
In South Africa
One black represent all, all over the world
Can't bear no longer, blessed with the power
Of Jah Creator, we will get stronger
And we will conquer and forward ever
And backward, never lose
[Verse 7]
(Handsworth) Revolution
(Handsworth) Revolution
(Handsworth) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Revolution)
(Handsworth) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Revolution)
Revo, Revo (Revolution)
Revo, Revo (Revolution)
Revo, Revo (Revolution)
Revo, Revo (Revolution)
Written by: Alphonso Martin, Basil Gabbidon, David Hinds, Michael Riley, Mike S. Riley, Ronnie Mcqueen, Selwyn Brown, Stephen Nisbett, Steve Nesbitt