Music Is My Ammunition

The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through the wind,

And the smoke is rising

Through the words I and I sing.

Music is my ammunition;

I fire down Babylon!

one more time

The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through the wind,

And the smoke is rising

Through the words I and I sing.

Music is my ammunition;

fire down Babylon!

Imprisonment, poverty and Babylons system;

Weve been suffering all this time

（all this time）

I and I keep on chanting down

Till our children will face
The front of that line

（I gotta say）

The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through the wind

（through the wind）

And the smoke is rising through the words I and I sing.

Music is my ammunition, lord;
I fire down Babylon!

（one more time）

The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through the wind,

And the smoke is rising through the words I and I sing.

Music is my ammunition, lord;
I fire down Babylon!

Peace and dignity are not very far out of our reach

It just comes down

（just comes down）
to what I and I choose to teach

Truth and honesty will free our hearts

And free our minds

（free our minds）

So then our children can live together as one
Till the end of time

（I gotta say）
The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through the wind,

And the smoke is rising through the words I and I sing.

Music is my ammunition,

I fire down Babylon!

Down Babylon!
The songs of my ancestors still ricochet through the wind

（through the wind）
And the smoke is rising through the words I and I sing.

Music is my ammunition, lord;

I fire down Babylon!

Music is my ammunition;

I fire down Babylon!

Music is my ammunition;

I fire down Babylon!

（one more time）

Music is my ammunition, lord;

I fire down Babylon