Nothing to Smile About

'Nough people come to Jamaica

And nuh know how we live

They say everything nice through we full of vibes and think

Eh, eh, them say want feel it to them heart

When them get fi over stand the real thing, yeah

Me deh ya town one day

A par with a white man weh come all the way from Norway

And him turn to me and say

"How comes Jamaica full of so much screw face?"

Same time me lift me head to the sky

And a tear drop fall from my eye

Me say, "My youth, come, we go out for a drive

Let me show you why me cry"

Look 'pon di gully side

Do you see anything fi smile 'bout?

Look at that hungry child, yeah

Do you see anything fi smile 'bout?

Look at the school that the youth them go fi get them education

Do you see anything fi smile 'bout?

Look at the conditions of our police stations

Do you see anything fi smile 'bout? No

Same time the bredda say

"How can a nation believe in this way?"

And the next thing him say

"How can the government play so many games?"

Same time, me heart fall to the ground

'Cause there's much more where that comes from

Certain place they are worse than slum

Youth man come

And take a look 'pon Riverton

Do you see anything fi smile 'bout?

Look 'pon Payneland, yeah

Do you see anything fi smile 'bout?

Flankers, Mobay and Saffras Heights, in no Spain

Do you see anything fi smile 'bout?

Hope Flats, Kentiyah, Mottom Bay are all the same

Do you see anything fi smile 'bout? No, no

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no

Oh no, no, oh no, no

No, let me say

'Nough people come to Jamaica

And nuh know how we live

They say everything nice through we full of vibes and think

Eh, eh, them say want feel it to them heart

When them get fi over stand the real thing

When them look 'pon the gully side

Them nuh see nothing deh fi smile 'bout

When them look 'pon a hungry child, eeh, yeah

Them nuh see nothing deh fi smile 'bout

When them look 'upon the schools

Where the youth them go fi get them education

Them nuh see nothing deh fi smile 'bout

When them sight up the conditions of our police stations

Them nuh see nothing deh fi smile 'bout

Me story seh

Me deh ya town one day

A par with a white man weh come all the way from Norway

And him turn to me and say

"How comes Jamaica full of so much screw face?"

Same time me lift me head to the sky

And a tear drop fall from my eye

Me say, "My youth, come, we go out for a drive

Let me show you why me cry"

Take a look 'pon Riverton

Do you see anything fi smile 'bout?

Look 'pon Payneland, yeah

Do you see anything fi smile 'bout?

Canterberry Mobay, March Pen

Do you see anything fi smile 'bout?