Elke zondagavond een muziekvideo, die aansluit bij één van de thema's op www.grootinquisiteur.nl. Deze zondag: Israelites van Desmond Dekker, een lied over het zwoegen van het uitverkoren volk. Niet het volk van Israel, zoals voor de hand zou liggen, maar van Jamaica, aanhangers van het rastafarigeloof. Dekker, eigenlijke naam Desmond Dacres, stond er in mei 1969 twee weken mee op nummer 1 in de Top 40.
Israelites
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir,
so that every mouth can be fed.
Poor me Israelites Aah.
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor me Israelite
My wife and my kids, they packed up and leave me
Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen
Poor me Israelite
Shirt them a-tear up, trousers is gone
I don't want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde
Poor me Israelite
After a storm there must be a calm
They catch me in the farm
You sound your alarm
Poor a-poor a-poor me Israelite
I said I get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor me Israelite Aah
I said my wife and my kids, they are packed up and leave me
Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen
Poor me Israelites Aah
Look Me shirts them a-tear up, trousers are gone
I don't want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde
A-poor a-poor me Israelites Aah
After a storm there must be a calm
They catch me in the farm
You sound your alarm
Poor me Israelite
A-poor a-poor a-poor me Israelites Aah
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