It was saintmas in the east
There some bearded men keep a big feast
Three bag a rice and a big black sole
Three bag a wheat were prepared for the feastThey never run, they never run
They never run when police men come, no
They never run, they never run
They never run when police men comeBut them haffi run, them haffi run
Them haffi run when soldier man a come, yeah
Them haffi run, them haffi run
Them haffi run when soldier man a comeGreatest disaster of this big feast
None o' dem never tasting wheat 'cause
When dem hear batton stick a talk
Dem run an' tear down banana walk, yeahThem haffi run, them haffi run
Them haffi run when soldier man a come, yeah
Them haffi run, them haffi run
Them haffi run when soldier man a comeThem never run, them never run
Them never run when police men come
But them haffi run, them haffi run
Them haffi run when soldier man a come, yeah
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