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Mad Scientist [Song]


Uploaded by roger ramirez

MAD SCIENTIST
By Nap Hepburn

Nap: Laddy! Doh go up dey!
Laddy: Why? I ent 'fraid dem
Nap: Ah tell you, doh go dey, boy.
Laddy: I ent 'fraid dem, man
Nap: It have gun and iron bolt dey.
Laddy: I ent 'fraid dem
Nap: Alright, go up, go up. Is your constituency man, go up, go up
Laddy: Ah going, ah going, ah going
Nap: Go up man, go up.


I glad the election over and the Doctor come back in power
Well, I glad the election over and the Doctor come back in power
It was a hard fight, platform speakers saying what they like
One side was offering education and the next side revolution.

He say to arm yourself with your weapon in the Savannah
He say to burn up your ID cards down at Couva
He say to break up the voting machine
That was brought by my Government
Is the mad scientist as usual preaching violence.

Yes, from Trinidad and Tobago, the Doctor had the go
Only in the rural districts support the mad scientist
The election was at hot pace, some deceitful people vote race
But all who vote race, I have one thing to say
The Doctor come here to stay.

He didn't say to arm yourself with your weapon in the Savannah
He didn't say to burn up your ID cards down at Couva
He didn't say to break up the voting machine
That was brought by my Government
Is the mad scientist as usual preaching violence.

Election campaign is fun, I doh like how this one began
From that Sunday in the Savannah, my blood started to shiver
An intelligent man addressing a congregation
Hear what he's offering my son and daughter - is murder and manslaughter.

He say to arm yourself with your weapon in the Savannah
He say to burn up your ID cards down at Couva
He say to break up the voting machine
That was brought by my Government
Is the mad scientist as usual preaching violence.

I'm sure this man is a mad man, he threaten the trade union
I'm sure that the man is sick, always insulting the public
Down at Indian Walk, he exploit one set of sewerage talk
How he go handle the Police when he take over
And he go fire the Governor.

He say to arm yourself with your weapon in the Savannah
He say to burn up your ID cards down at Couva
He say to break up the voting machine
That was bought by my Government
Is the mad scientist as usual preaching violence.

Lyrics source: The Political Calypso: True Opposition in Trinidad and Tobago, 1962-1987, By Louis Regis. University Press of Florida, 1999, pp. 13-14.
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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Nap Hepburn.
"Trinidad nearly descended into race war in 1961. For weeks preceding that crucial general election the air was poisoned with report and rumour of violence and violation, of threat and counter threat. Dr Rudranath Capildeo, the mathematician/ lawyer recruited by the DLP to checkmate the PNM's historian, grew frustrated with the PNM's control of state power and the conspiracy with the Guardian newspaper. By nature a highly strung character, he made several inflammatory speeches, the most infamous of which included the words: "Arm yourselves with weapons in order to take over this country . . . get ready to march on Whitehall . . ."

In response to Capildeo's harangues, Dr Patrick Solomon, PNM Minister of Internal Affairs, counter threatened, "If Capildeo incites violence, I will slap him in gaol fast . . . and he would not get out again." Thankfully, both sides stopped short of anarchy, and tensions subsided although one suspects that animosities still smouldered.

Nap Hepburn "The Mad Scientist" (1962), which draws its title from Williams' derogatory designation of Capildeo, is a strong statement on that election. A shouted dialogue between Nap and Laddy (Conrad Prescott, leader of the March of Dimes chorus group) captures the tense excitement of those days:"

SOURCE: The Political Calypso: True Opposition in Trinidad and Tobago, 1962-1987, by Louis Regis. University Press of Florida, 1999, pg. 13.

"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!
Guanaguanare

Vampire Year [Song]


Uploaded by kaiso22

VAMPIRE YEAR
By Black Stalin

'78 was the Year of the Woman
They give the whole of '79 to the children
But brother man, Black Stalin say, Beware!
'81 in Trinidad is Vampire Year
Trini vampire park up with class
Is every five years they does pass
With crucifix and cross, they could make the grade
Is only chalice and loud smoke they 'fraid.

Chorus:
So, keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
Big vampire, small vampire, party vampire, micro vampire
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
They passing with whiskey, holding a party
Giving 'way money, just to suck we
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing.

Vampire with PhD, HD and AAC
Vampire from in the university
Vampire with dashiki, jacket and tie
Vampire telling you they don't lie
Just a little bit of blood will do
They taking some sweat and some tears too
And from the time you join up, you in pain
You seeing them the next five years again.

Chorus:
So, keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
Coalition vampire, micro vampire, humble vampire, lick up vampire
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
Close up your front door, close up your back door
Hang up your stale bread, turn round your bed head
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing.

Vampire like peas passing through ghetto
When they looking for blood, oh lord, they know where to go
With banners and placards evermore
Every minute of the day knocking at your door
But they making sure before they pass,
They taking all we chillum and grass
And an hour or so before they come
They -------- with whiskey and rum.

Chorus:
So, keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
Coalition vampire, micro vampire, humble vampire, weird vampire
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
They saying how they care 'bout we welfare
See them with they mouth cock, just to get their suck.
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing.

The best type of blood for Trini vampire
They say is when they suck the blood of labour
So from the time they come, you sure to hear them say
Ey, ey, we come out to give labour a play
But them driving 'round in big Cadillac
Chauffeur-driven with them at the back
And the only play that labour getting
Is the man behind the steering driving.

Chorus:
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
--------- vampire, weird vampire, group vampire, teacher vampire
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
--------- in the morning, passing in the evening
See them with they mouth cock, begging for their suck
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
----- vampire, weird vampire, hard vampire, mad vampire
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
Rich vampire, poor vampire, thin vampire, fat vampire
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
------- vampire, ------ vampire, single vampire, hard vampire
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
-------- vampire, independent vampire, party vampire, group vampire
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
Coalition vampire, humble vampire, lick up vampire, weird vampire
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing
Big vampire, small vampire, party vampire, lick out vampire
Keep the chalice smoking, vampire passing...

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!
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"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!
Guanaguanare