Madness, madness
Madness tight on the heads of the rebels
The bitterness erup`s like a heart blas`
Broke glass, ritual of blood an` a-burnin`
Served by a cruelin` fighting
5 nights of horror and of bleeding
Broke glass, cold blades as sharp as the eyes of hate
And the stabbin`, it`s
War amongs` the rebels
Madness, madness, war
Night number one was in Brixton
Sofrano B sound system
`im was a-beatin` up the riddim with a fire
`im comin` down his reggae reggae wire
It was a sound checkin` down your spinal column
A bad music tearin` up your flesh
An` the rebels dem start a fighting
De youth dem just tun wild, it`s
War amongs` the rebels
Madness, madness, war
Night number two down at Sheppard`s
Right up Railton road
It was a night name friday when ev`ryone was high on brew or drew(?)
A pound or two worth of Kali
Sound comin` down of the king`s music iron
The riddim just bubblin` an` backfirin`
Ragin` an` risin`
When suddenly the music cut -
Steelblade drinkin` blood in darkness, it`s
War amongs` the rebels
Madness, madness, war
Night number three, over the river
Right outside the Rainbow
Inside James Brown was screamin soul
Outside the rebels were freezin` cold
Babylonian tyrants descended
Bounced on the brothers who were bold
So with a flick of the wris`, a jab and a stab
The song of hate was sounded
The pile of oppression was vomited
And two policemen wounded
Righteous, righteous war