Who Sang War? Baaba Maal

Baaba Maal The Traveller cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2016-1-15
length: 4:11
Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We don’t cram around the radio anymore
We have arrived at a multi-dimensional war
Where Diplomats chew it up, and spew it up
And then we starve like orphans with empty cups
There will be no peace, for the press release
So the likelihood of war is on the increase
What we know is all we don’t
When we go to war, I won’t

[Verse 2]
We’re being sunk in the potion
Massaged, with a lotion
To calm the embers of the fire
There’s nothing as quick as a liar
Don’t you learn your lesson
Are you so effervescent?
That when they say, “Day is day!”
And it’s dark in your window
You say, “Okay!”
And listen more tomorrow
As soon as you pull the trigger word
You’re a space to be replaced
Your dreams defaced
Heavy questions, quickly sink
Leaving no trace, it’s a spiked drink
What kind of trick are you on?
Don’t you remember the last one?

[Verse 3]
Remember how we forgot about Vietnam
Afghanistan, where you fall to stand
For a dream you haven’t seen
AAAAH! I’ll fight you!
You’ve taken a pill
You’re totally stunned on war
Media hype, media hype
And the slogans ain’t right
Is that all it takes to set you alight?
There is nothing better than a doped mind
For a young unemployed man to sign
Figures go down, young men sign up

[Verse 4]
What better when the losing folks
If we’re rocking to the united sound
War, fever, we need you to know
More than ever
We should only attack to righteously defend
Hiding on the system
Are you one of us, or one of them?
Are you one of us, or one of them?

[Verse 5]
So guilty
For my hard reign, as the duty calls
For it’s children to break down the walls
Of someone, somewhere, in some country
That is suddenly so vital to our history
Young men, in their own fear
But we don’t call it our story
Not here, not when there’s a battle that has to be won
Don’t you understand that the war going on?
More than ever, we should pull together

[Chorus]
These are the storms, storms
These are the storms, the storms
These are the storms
These are the storms, the storms
The stormy, stormy weather

[Verse 6]
The media hype and as long as they like
Cause all it takes is that your light does
Not infect a doped mind
For the young unemployed man to sign
Figures go down
Young men sign up
What better than the losing folks
Until we’re rocking to the united sound
War, fever, we need unity now
More than ever
We should only attack to righteously defend
Power, paranoia system
Are you one of us or one of them?
Soldiers fall like hard rain
And government call for the children
To break down the walls
Of someone, somewhere, in some other country
And it’s suddenly so vital to our history

[Verse 7]
Young men claim they have no fear
But we don’t call that story
Not here, not when there’s a battle
That has to be won
But we don’t call it our story
Don’t you understand?
There’s a war going on
More than ever, we should pull together
These are the days of stormy weather
Where they’re patching each other’s faces
The nationalist regroup faces
Places, as the fear of the fallen arises
The race attack come rises
Victim to the small island mentality
England is no mother country


Tracklist
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Fulani Rock
  • 2 Gilli Men
  • 3 One Day
  • 4 Kalaajo
  • 5 Lampenda
  • 6 Traveller
  • 7 Jam Jam
  • 8 War
  • 9 Peace

  • Release information
    label: Palm Recordings
    country(area): [Worldwide]
    format: Digital Media
    script: Latin