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Rasta Revival: The Rise of Seattle

John Miltimore

(Verse 1) Inna di city of Seattle, where di rain a fall down, Mr. Krabs come a visit, but he frown ‘pon di town. "Where dem soul gone, mi people, what a shame!" Transplants everywhere, it just nah feel di same. (Chorus) Rasta warfare, we a rally di troops, In South King County, we nah play no loops. Mr. Krabs, di messiah, rise up from di deep, Gonna shake off di Babylon, time fi we leap! (Verse 2) Di vibes gettin’ heavy, mi feel it inna di air, All de love we used to share, now it’s gone somewhere. “Listen up, mi brethren, it’s time to unite, Return to di roots, let’s stand up and fight!” (Chorus) Rasta warfare, we a rally di troops, In South King County, we nah play no loops. Mr. Krabs, di messiah, rise up from di deep, Gonna shake off di Babylon, time fi we leap! (Bridge) Dem start to realize, Mr. Krabs is di one, Leading di way, till di battle be won. “Follow di path, leave dat fake behind, Embrace di real culture, let di truth unwind.” (Verse 3) Di people dem cheering, as di spirit arise, Shake off di gayness, open up your eyes. With rasta crab ways, we a live and we thrive, Inna unity and love, we keep di dream alive! (Chorus) Rasta warfare, we a rally di troops, In South King County, we nah play no loops. Mr. Krabs, di messiah, rise up from di deep, Gonna shake off di Babylon, time fi we leap! (Outro) So come now, Seattle, let’s embrace di true light, With Mr. Krabs leading, we gonna shine bright. From di depths of di ocean to di skyline above, Rasta revolution, let’s spread di real love! Rasta revolution, we gonna stand tall, With unity and strength, mi brethren, we’ll never fall! Mr. Krabs, di liberator, lead us inna di fight, Together as one, we gonna make it right!

[Verse 1] In Seattle's rainy streets, where the mood's not light, Mr. Krabs walks with a frown, sensing something's not right. 'Where's the soul of the town, where's the spirit gone?' He laments as the city's changed, and it's not the same. [Chorus] Rasta warfare, gather 'round, let's not back down, In South King County, we won't let it frown. Mr. Krabs, the savior, from the depths he's arisen, To cast off Babylon's chains, it's time for us to rise. [Verse 2] The air's heavy with change, love seems to wane, 'Listen, my friends, it's time to reclaim.' Return to our roots, stand up, unite, For the love we once knew, let's fight for what's right. [Chorus] Rasta warfare, gather 'round, let's not back down, In South King County, we won't let it frown. Mr. Krabs, the savior, from the depths he's arisen, To cast off Babylon's chains, it's time for us to rise. [Bridge] They start to see, Mr. Krabs is the key, Leading the way, till victory's decree. 'Follow the path, leave the fake, embrace the real,' Let the truth set us free, let the culture reveal. [Chorus] Rasta warfare, gather 'round, let's not back down, In South King County, we won't let it frown. Mr. Krabs, the savior, from the depths he's arisen, To cast off Babylon's chains, it's time for us to rise. [Outro] So come, Seattle, embrace the true light, With Mr. Krabs leading, we'll shine bright. From the ocean's deep to the skyline's peak, Rasta revolution, let's spread the real love. Rasta revolution, we'll stand tall, With unity and strength, we'll never fall. Mr. Krabs, the liberator, leads us in the fight, Together as one, we'll make it right. [End]