Another day wake in Babylon After dawn, we pray Anytime now on the radio We shall hear of another earthquake And there is war in my poor father's land We have to leave out Babylon And I must go to Zion The pressure too strong on ya Say there is war in my poor father's land We have to leave out Babylon And I must go to Zion The pressure too strong on ya My brothers and sisters down in South-Africa The policemen are shooting them down They take them away from their schools And their mothers don't know where they are to be found And there is war in my poor father's land We have to leave out Babylon And I must go to Zion The pressure too strong on ya Say there is war in my poor father's land We have to leave out Babylon And I must go to Zion The pressure too strong on ya Yes, there is war in my poor father's land We have to leave out Babylon And I must go to Zion The pressure too strong on ya And there is war in my poor father's land We have to leave out Babylon And I must go to Zion