The lyrics are just copied from the Massive Attack version. However, the orginal version by Horace Andy has different lyrics in a different order:
I finally detour
I finally die
I finally detour
You live in the city
You mind your own business
What you see you don't see
But some people they always see
They never mind their own business
You move to the country
You live in the hills
You think you're far from the wicked
When you're checking them in your spying glass
They want to know all your business
You live in the city
You stay by yourself
You evade bad company
Still some people they brand you, yeah
Just because you are rasta
You live in the city
You stay by yourself
You evade all wickedness
Still some people they brand you, yeah
Just because you are rasta
I finally detour
I finally die
I finally detour
Yet some people they brand you, yeah
Just because you are rasta
I finally die
I finally detour
You live in the city
You stay by yourself
You evade all wickedness
Still some people they brand you, yeah
That's just because you are rasta
You move to the country
You live in the hills
You evade all wickedness
When you're checking them in your spying glass
They want to know rasta business
I finally detour
I finally die
I finally detour
Yet some people they brand you, yeah
Just because you are rasta
You live in the city
You mind your own business
What you see you don't see
Yet some people they always see
They never mind their own business
The lyrics are just copied from the Massive Attack version. However, the orginal version by Horace Andy has different lyrics in a different order:
I finally detour I finally die I finally detour
You live in the city You mind your own business What you see you don't see But some people they always see They never mind their own business You move to the country You live in the hills You think you're far from the wicked When you're checking them in your spying glass They want to know all your business
You live in the city You stay by yourself You evade bad company Still some people they brand you, yeah Just because you are rasta
You live in the city You stay by yourself You evade all wickedness Still some people they brand you, yeah Just because you are rasta
I finally detour I finally die I finally detour
Yet some people they brand you, yeah Just because you are rasta
I finally die I finally detour
You live in the city You stay by yourself You evade all wickedness Still some people they brand you, yeah That's just because you are rasta
You move to the country You live in the hills You evade all wickedness When you're checking them in your spying glass They want to know rasta business
I finally detour I finally die I finally detour
Yet some people they brand you, yeah Just because you are rasta
You live in the city You mind your own business What you see you don't see Yet some people they always see They never mind their own business