"Burn Kali" as written by Peter Criss and Stanley Penridge....
They all think I done lost my mind
Cuz I smoke all the weed I can find
I burn Kali all of the time
I know it aint bad its just a crime

I get up on a sunny morning
This is what I love to do
Chop up my Kali, build a big fat spliff
With the Reggae rhythem coming through
They say I live my life like a criminal
Because of my ritual
But what they never know the meditation just flow from a plant that just grows

Hysteria, them a chant, blame it on a little plant but what i could never understand they blame it on a plant Lord and not a man, you know you have problems with anything when its in the wrong hands.

But dont you have the healing of the nation long time, no, its how we deal with frustration rise said come white cloud and fullfill the revelation why you have to burn up the wicked generation

They all think I done lost my mind (why)
Cuz I smoke all the weed I can find (uh-huh)
I burn Kali all of the time (see)
I know it aint bad its just a crime (do it!)

Me gonna tell ya little story why I burn up no more I mean this ganja lost me guidance for sure and this story goes out to all the youth in the world, it was coke and heroin that took me to the bad time dont tell me ganja is the crossover drug, Im no villian Im no thug, then why the mass hysteria I thought shut up until I tell ya all gone all gone

Music all the healing of the nation, breakdown the walls of miscommunication, fill up the world with the positive vibration, music has the power to connect all the nation.

They all think I done lost my mind (why)
Cuz I smoke all the weed I can find (uh-huh)
I burn Kali all of the time (see)
I know it aint bad its just a crime (lot of mercy)

hope ya enjoy this one.
(hitting bong)
Rastafarian

Long time me never grew dreadlock or beard, Grandma always tell me she think me look weird, when people see me come them they stop and they stare, naughty dread and babylon, so babylon beware, too rude we come and we come well rehearsed, I be tearin up on every chorus and every verse, and they say we are the sal if we make a silk purse, and the first shall be last and the last shall be first.

Long time now we used to mash up the area, gone them call us seemed like mass hysteria, no cure for reggae but theres one for maleria and too rude in all the area (?)

They all think I done lost my mind (why)
Cuz I smoke all the weed I can find (uh-huh)
I burn Kali all of the time (see)
I know it aint bad its just a crime (lot of mercy)






Lyrics submitted by mallorypmm

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