Spying Glass

You live in the city
You stay by yourself
You evade all wickedness
Still some people they brand you yeah
Just because you are rasta
You move to the country
You live in the hills
You evade all company
When you check them in the new spying glass
They want to know all your business

You live in the city
You mind your own business
What you see you don’t see
But some people they always see
They never mind their own business
You move to the country
You live in the hills
You think you’re far from the weak
When you check it in your spying glass
They want to know rasta business

Spying glass!
Spying glass, yeah