1 Bummahs! Oua bestes peopo stay jalike gold dat no shine no moa, Jalike pure gold dat no worth notting! Da jewelry stones from da Temple Stay scatta all ova da streets.
Bummahs! You see da peopo inside da big town Dat I wen trus befo time, Dey come jalike one hoa. Befo time, dey stay tight wit me, An wen dey judge peopo, dey do um da right way. All da time dey stay do wass right. But now, ony get guys ova dea Dat ony like kill peopo!
You Babylon kings, all you, You guys wen shine jalike da morning star, Shining plenny even wen da sun start fo come up. But now, look how you guys fall down from outa da sky! God take you an throw you guys down to da earth, No matta befo time you guys strong an bus up all da peopos.
Wake up! Yell loud nite time, Wen da watcha guys start fo call. Pour out eryting inside you, jalike watta in front da Boss. Lif up yoa hands an pray to him, fo yoa kids no mahke! Dey stay hungry, so dey pass out at ery street corna.
“Eh! Fo Real Kine Guy! Da Israel ohana peopo wen come no good, da way I see um. Wen peopo melt da silva, get junk stuff come out—coppa, tin, iron, an lead. An all da Israel peopo, dey jalike dat kine junk stuff. Dey not da silva dass fo real.
Da One In Charge tell: “Az why I goin bus up Samaria, An make um come one big pile rocks in da countryside, Goin come one flat place fo plant grapes. Da stones dey use fo build, I goin roll um all down da valley. An I goin leave ony litto bit dirt wea dey wen build house.
Jesus tell, “Eh, az right! An I like tell you guys dis too: You know all dis stuff? Bumbye no goin get one stone on top anodda stone ova hea. Eryting goin fall down.”