I wanna

I wanna live right on top of the city 
Far away from all the sound getting gritty 
In a tower higher 400 feet 
See nobody that I don't want to meet 
I wanna live right on top of the people 
Straight away from all of dem dogs gona freak me
Every step in a shit feel like a foot in a grave 
I am not the one to fight the world like a brave 
So, close the door and turn
Around, let the city burn 
So, leave the dirt behind (me)
In a house of a different kind 
I wanna live right on top of the city 
Take me out of the damn concrete-ee 
Plant a tree on top of me roof 
Dance around it in a jammy reggae groove 
I wanna hear no traffic in the morning 
I say burn, city burn, I'm yearnin 
I wanna live pon de tower watch the world from above 
I am not the one to fight the world like a brave 
So, close the door and turn
Around, let the city burn 
So, leave the dirt behind 
In a house od a different kind 
Yeah yeah,
It's a brand new life and the air is good,
Inviting all my friends on a party-roof 
Yeah yeah,
Darling dry your eyes, 
It can't hurt no more,
Sit and watch the smoke rise it can only be sincere,
Found a brand new love,
I can see for miles a hundred feet above the streets
Yeah yeah yeah 
We're leave all behind money pine...