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WE HAVE NO CHOICE
By Mighty Chalkdust
Wipe your tears, cock your ears, Mister Politician
You can't afford to make no more mistakes again
Long time when we lost millions from your bad decision,
The Treasury used to pay we out and save we pain
But now that we approaching the year 2000
And every nation holding on to its dollar
Any more O'Halloran's, any more corruption
Will make us eat the leftovers from Somalia.
[We have no choice] For the 21st century
[We have no choice] There's no room for ratchifee
Long time when we used to have millions in reserves
We used to bail out all ah them big thief who serve
Now all man jack making style on one another
[We have no choice] Survival is our business
[We have no choice] Reform the public service
Every Trini instead, must now produce his bread
Else we dead, yes, we dead, Trinidad dead.
Stop the waste and rat race right now, Madam Housewife
You can no longer buy that TV you don't need
Every time you bring an unwanted baby in life
You are stabbing the nation's heart until it bleeds
Our birth rate, in terms of size, is just like China
And the job market getting smaller every day
And Britain and Canada ent taking we surplus labour
And more illegal immigrant fighting for -------.
[We have no choice] Control the growth of population
[We have no choice] This is our day of decision
We have to modernise and pull up all we socks
Every African must now bring in some more bucks
All them state companies have to ------------
[We have no choice] Reform public utilities
[We have no choice] Too many rats and yet no cheese
Wake up, you sleepy head, get up, make up your bed!
Else we dead, yes we dead, Trinidad dead...Trinbago dead.
We have no choice....Ohhhhh
Cool your herbs, watch your verbs, Mister Employer
Profits must be shared between capital and labour
Every time you retrench or fire an honest worker,
You destroying family life - the nation's future
Hold that thief, clean the street, Mister Citizen
You must encourage the tourist and them to come
But the streets with tall grass laden, ------ dead dogs by the dozen
Will make them bypass Trinidad for its crime and slum.
[We have no choice] It's tourism or banditry
[We have no choice] Foreign exchange or armed robbery
No room for racism or discrimination
Every African must learn to live with Indian
Caroni and Laventille have got to shake hands
[We have no choice] The white man left us in '62
[We have no choice] Is we to catch, else we gone through
We have to make we bed with we own coverlet
Else we dead, yes, we dead, Trinidad dead...Trinbago dead.
Thirteen year-old schoolboy charged for murder
Bandits, just so, kill the football coach, Roderick Warner
Every day we hearing 'bout Laventille serial chopper
Now they cutting out your tongue just for pleasure
On such a state, we just cannot build a nation
We have no choice, the rule of law must replace the gun
Forget party affiliation, government and opposition have no choice
They must address the situation
[We have no choice] I tell you, hang them criminals
[We have no choice] Or hang them defense lawyers
We have to stop disrespecting our women
Jagabat, whore and swine, we just cannot call them
They must be free to walk the streets without problem
[We have no choice] Make your children good citizens
[We have no choice] Or visit them in the prisons
Those youths who are misled, we must turn 'round their head
Else we dead, yes, we dead, Trinidad dead...Trinidad dead.
Else we dead, yes, we dead, Trinidad dead...Though we may be literate
Else we dead, yes, we dead, Trinidad dead...Get that certificate
Else we dead, yes, we dead, Trinidad dead...Either get education
Else we dead, yes, we dead, Trinidad dead...Or face starvation
Else we dead, yes, we dead, Trinidad dead...Government now must wield power
Else we dead, yes, we dead, Trinidad dead...Or else them bandits will take over
Else we dead, yes, we dead, Trinidad dead...The ship of state is sinking slow
Else we dead, yes, we dead, Trinidad dead...Together, let us rebuild Trinbago
Else we dead, yes, we dead, Trinidad dead
Else we dead, yes, we dead, Trinidad dead
Else we dead, yes, we dead, Trinidad dead...Trinbago dead, dead, dead.
God bless! Keep the faith! Keep the faith!
Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance!
A Note From The Gull
Thank you, Mighty Chalkdust! I will repeat your parting message for all Trinbagonians at this time: "God bless! Keep the faith! Keep the faith!"
"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.
Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.
Mweh ka allay!