Five Nights Of Bleeding Lyrics

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 Night number four at the blues dance, abuse dance Two rooms packed and the pressure pushin' up Hot, hotheads Ritual of blood in the blues dance Broke glass splintering, fire Axes, blades, brain blas' Rebellion rushin' down the wrong road Storm blowin' down the wrong tree And Leroy bleeds near death on the fourth night In a blues dance, on a black rebellious night, it's War amongs' the rebels Madness, madness, war Night number five at the telegraph Vengeance walk thru de doors So slow, so smooth So tight and ripe and -smash! Broke glass, a bottle finds a head And the shell of the fire heard -crack! The victim feels fear Finds hands, holds knife, finds throat Oh, the stabbins and the bleedin' and the blood, it's War amongs' the rebels Madness, madness, war