Tag: Reggae Takeaway

[Silence]
[Arrangement: Cinematic jungle-rock with pounding toms, stalking bass, big brass-style synth stabs, distorted guitar, and a dramatic call-and-response chorus]

[Intro]
Drums in the dark
(Something wakes)
Branches shake
(The whole earth quakes)

Eyes up high
(Shadow long)
Everybody whisper:
(King Kong)

[Verse 1]
We came ashore
(With flash and flame)
Thinking the island
(Was ours to name)

Tall grass swayed
(Like warning signs)
But we kept walking
(Past the lines)

Then the mountain moved
(Or so it seemed)
A living thunder
(Out of the green)

Fists like hammers
(Breath like steam)
Turning nightmare
(From a dream)

[Chorus]
Until King Kong
(Came along)
Best run for your life
(When danger is rife)

Until King Kong
(Came along)
Big trouble’s near
(When the giant appears)

[Refrain]
Ah-ah-ah-ah-aaaaah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
(Escape!)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-aaaaah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
(The white ape)

Ah-ah-ah-ah-aaaaah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
(Too late!)

Ah-ah-ah-ah-aaaaah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
(The white ape)

[Verse 2]
He beat his chest
(The jungle rang)
Birds took flight
(And the vines all sprang)

One step closer
(Trees bent low)
One wrong move
(And it’s over, you know)

Planes and bullets
(Can’t mean much)
When rage and muscle
(Hit that hard)

He climbed higher
(Than fear itself)
Like some old god
(Off the shelf)

[Bridge]
He’s not evil
(He’s not tame)
Just the force
(Behind the name)

Beauty, terror
(Fury, grace)
All of it written
(On his face)

And when he roars
(The sky gives way)
Nobody’s king
(At the end of the day)

[Instrumental]
[Tom-tom drum break]
[Wild guitar solo]
[Brass synth stabs and bass stomp]

[Breakdown]
Don’t look back
(Just run)
Don’t freeze up
(Just run)

He’s on the wall
(He’s on the wire)
He’s in the smoke
(He’s in the fire)

[Final Chorus]
Until King Kong
(Came along)
Best run for your life
(When danger is rife)

Until King Kong
(Came along)
Whole world shakes
(With every step he takes)

[Final Refrain]
Ah-ah-ah-ah-aaaaah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
(Escape!)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-aaaaah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
(The white ape)

Ah-ah-ah-ah-aaaaah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
(Too late!)

Ah-ah-ah-ah-aaaaah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
(The white ape)

[Outro]
Shadow falls
(City screams)
King Kong walks
(Through the beams)

Up the tower
(Cling on strong)
Long live the legend…
(King Kong)

From the album “Displacement“

[Silence]
[Arrangement: Mid-tempo reggae-rock with a rolling bassline, steady kick-snare pulse, organ swells, acoustic guitar, and layered gang vocals; weary verses that build into a driving, road-song chorus]

[Intro]
Pack the bag
(Check the tag)
Start the car
(Roaming far)

One more town
(Going down)
Running far
(Grab my guitar)

[Verse 1]
The warning came
(Then came the flood)
Then came the smoke
(Then came the mud)

The roof gave way
(The well ran dry)
The field went brown
(Beneath the sky)

We thought we’d leave
(For just a while)
Till the road bent out
(Another mile)

Till “temporary”
(Turned primary)
Forced a new begin
(Never going back again)

[Pre-Chorus]
One storm’s a shock
(Two storms a sign)
Three storms later
(You redraw the line)

[Chorus]
On the road again
(We gotta ride)
Ride, ride, ride
(Never going home again)

On the road again
(We gotta ride)
Ride, ride, ride
(Never going home again)

[Refrain]
Uprooted
(Too many extremes)
Uprooted
(Wondering if you know… what it means?)

Uprooted
(Too many extremes)
Uprooted
(Wondering if you know… what it means?)

[Verse 2]
A bridge washed out
(A school shut down)
The clinic closed
(The crops turned brown)

A paycheck gone
(A landlord waits)
A family stalled
(Between two states)

The map says “home”
(But home says “no”)
When there’s no safe place
(Left to go)

And every fix
(Loses the race)
Can’t hold together
(A failing place)

[Chorus]
On the road again
(We gotta ride)
Ride, ride, ride
(Never going home again)

On the road again
(We gotta ride)
Ride, ride, ride
(Never going home again)

[Bridge]
Not just movement
(Not just flight)
Not one bad season
(Or one bad night)

It’s the way return
(Keeps slipping back)
As roads collapse
(And wages crack)

A million exits
(Without relief)
A rising ledger
(Of stranded grief)

And every mile
(The tires spin)
Says the system lost
(What we lived in)

[Instrumental]
[Piano Solo]
[Organ Solo]
[Guitar Solo]

[Breakdown]
Drive all night
(For new daylight)
Chase the dawn
(Keep movin’ on)
Till the old place is gone
(Long, long gone)

[Final Chorus]
On the road again
(We gotta ride)
Ride, ride, ride
(Never going home again)

On the road again
(We gotta ride)
Ride, ride, ride
(Never going home again)

On the road again
(We gotta ride)
Ride, ride, ride
(With the past tied in)

[Final Refrain]
Uprooted
(Too many extremes)
Uprooted
(Wondering if you know… what it means?)

Uprooted
(Too many extremes)
Uprooted
(Wondering if you know… what it means?)

Uprooted
(No easy return)
Uprooted
(Watch the whole world turn)

[Outro]
Pack the bag
(Check the tag)
Start the car
(Roaming far)

One more town
(Going down)
Running far
(Grab my guitar)

About the Song
According to IDMC, nearly 13.6 million people were still living in internal displacement at the end of 2025 because of disasters, compared with roughly 9.9 million at the end of 2024. That is an increase of about 3.7 million people in a single year, or approximately 37–38 percent.

This matters for two reasons.

First, it suggests that the consequences of disasters are becoming more persistent. Many people are not simply evacuating and returning home after a storm. They are remaining displaced for longer periods because homes, farmland, water systems, roads, and local economies are not recovering quickly enough.

Second, it highlights the difference between flows and stocks in displacement analysis. IDMC distinguishes between:

* internal displacements: the number of forced movements recorded during a year, including repeated movements by the same person; and

* internally displaced people (IDPs): the number of people still living in displacement at a given point in time, usually at the end of the year.

This distinction is crucial in a nonlinear climate context. A single extreme event can trigger a large flow of short-term displacements, but a system under sustained stress generates something more dangerous: a rising stock of people who remain uprooted because return, recovery, and resettlement become progressively harder.

That is the deeper warning embedded in the recent numbers.

From the album “Displacement“