Fools Die Lyrics

Fools Die The lips of the righteous teaches many But fools die for want of wisdom The rich man's wealth is in the city Vexation of the soul is vanity Destruction of the poor is their poverty The poor man's wealth is in a holy, holy place Why do you fight eachother Why do you kill your brother Then your reward will be the cemetery We got to build a better nation Clean up, clean up Jah creation Or there will be no future for you, you and me