Creation Rebel

I travel up the ol' rough road

To find my bread, to find my bread

Call so loud, search all around

No one to hear my cry, but what am I to do?

I don't know, that's why

And they call me now creation

A rebel now, rebel now

And they call me now creation

A rebel now, rebel now

"Creation rebel," they call me

They call me

And they call me

And they call me

One thing more for I to tell you, for I to tell you

For I, for I to tell you

One thing more for I to tell you

One shoe on my feet

One pants to my waist

One shirt on my back

Is gone, is gone

Oh, what am I to do?

I don't know, but that's why

And they call me now creation

A rebel now, rebel now

And they call me now creation

A rebel now, rebel now

"Creation rebel," they call me

And they call

And they call me

And they call me

Rebels in the morning, rebels in the evening

Rebels I-niversally, a rebels was from that time

Until this time, I made up my mind to go on

Sing my song

Maybe, maybe, I will find good 'round the other side

And that's why they call me, "Creation rebel," they call me

And they call me, "Creation, a rebel"

It's they who call me, "Creation, creation, a rebel"

"Creation," they call me

Yes!

Yes!

Yeah!

Yeah! (Yeah)

Rastafari