Mr. C.B.

There's no more rat race
it's a matter of survival, no more rat race
happy I am one love giving praise
time works wonders in it's own ways
no more rat race oh Jah Jah
I hear a Chris Blackwell the millionaire speaking on the radio
to the nation after the death of Bob Marley
many a names were mentioned who can take a breda Bob position
Ijahman Chris Blackwell said can carry the working plan, after seeing
Jah heavy load, more than, are we a warrior?, yesterday's promises
fade away, words for a wimper wind.
There's no no more rat race
it's a matter of survival, no more rat race
happy I am one love giving praise,
time works wonders in it's own ways
no more rat race, oh Jah Jah
there's no more rat race
it's a matter of survival, no more rat race
happy I am one love giving praise,
time works wonders in it's own ways
no more rat race, oh Jah Jah
I was signed and sealed to Island writing singing my songs
playing guitar just like the late Bob Marley, Chris Blackwell make
many plans talk about my talent and songs, sign me a publishing
and "I'll make you a wealthy man"
I met the late great Bob Marley, a superstar, the great king of
reggae, sweet words spoken without rules is only a comfort to a fool
there's no more rat race, it's a matter of survival
no more rat race
happy I am one love giving praise
time works wonders in it's own ways
no more rat race oh Jah
no more rat race, It's matter of survival,
no more rat race, happy I am one love giving praise
time works wonders in its own ways
no more rat race, oh Jah Jah, no more rat race.