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You Can't Finish Pleasing People [Song]



Uploaded by grjoseph

YOU CAN'T FINISH PLEASING PEOPLE

By Lord Commander

Ey! I living mih own life to suit me, I ent businessing nobody
I living mih own life to suit me, I ent businessing nobody
If you do good, they got something to say
And when you bad, they talk you the same way
Black and white, everybody does talk each other
And even go so far to include the Commander.

But that doh worry me...

For anywhere you go, people will say things of you
Doh matter what you do
And whether good or bad, even if is lie or is true
They know your business better than you [You cyah talk mih bad]
And if you follow them, you surely go crazy and drown yourself in the sea
And that is why you see I going to live mih own life to suit me
Man, and to hell with everybody!

And when a man can't get work, dey say how he lazy
When you working plenty, they calling you slavery
If you can't change your clothes, they say how you nasty
When you dressing plenty, dey say dey never see come see.
If you have a little raise, they say you spend big pappy
And then if you poor, dey does call you hungry
They will bad talk from the sovereign lady
Down to the dead people inside the cemetery.

But that doh worry me...

For anywhere you go people will say things of you
Doh matter what you do
And whether good or bad, even if is lie or is true
They know your business better than you [You cyah talk mih bad]
And if you follow them, you surely go crazy and drown yourself in the sea
And that is why you see I going to live mih own life to suit me
Man, and to hell with everybody!

If a man beat he wife, dey say how he wicked
And if his wife does beat him, dey say she have him stupid
Worse when he speak to her, if she does answer him rude
And he have little bald head, dey say he eating bad food
If you son doh resemble you, dey say not yuh child
You madam could be ah angel, dey go say she wild
And when a woman can't breed, dey call she a mule
And when she making children, dey does say she playing the fool.

But that doh worry me...

For anywhere you go, people will say things of you
Doh matter what you do
And whether good or bad, even if is lie or is true
They know your business better than you [You cyah talk mih bad]
And if you follow them, you surely go crazy and drown yourself in the sea
And that is why you see I going to live mih own life to suit me
Man, and to hell with everybody!

Well, a man make one jail, dey call you vagabond
When you living decent, dey say you playing gentleman
If you like yuh church, dey criticise your religion
When you like the courthouse, dey say you adoring confusion
Or if you young and very sickly, dey say you going and break down
And when you old and moving quickly, dey say you playing young
You can't stop dem from talking, all how you try
Dey bad talk you before you born and after you die.

But that doh worry me...

For anywhere you go, people will say things of you
Doh matter what you do
And whether good or bad, even if is lie or is true
They know your business better than you [You cyah talk mih bad]
And if you follow them, you surely go crazy and drown yourself in the sea
And that is why The Commander going to live he own life to suit he
Man, and to hell with everybody!

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

Gossiper [Song]


Uploaded by marledebakkerunicorn

GOSSIPER
By Shadow

Yada yada yada yada, yada yada yada yada

Rosemary came down in her nightgown
Telling Eunice people's business
Eunice, gyal, you don't know
Angie's husband beat off her big toe
The sweet man does give doggie bone
He get wag tail when he come home
The husband don't give doggie none
So the doggie bite off his bunion
It was a bacchanal, it was like Carnival
Let me tell yuh, gyal, she in the hospital.

This woman could gossip, she really could gossip
This woman could bad talk, she really could bad talk.

Her pot on the fie, the pigtail burn
Her child have a cold, the nostril stop up.

But she gossiping, yes, she gossiping

She know about Jean and she know about Merle
But she don't know her shoe have a hole in the sole

She gossiping, she gossiping.

She know about the neighbour with the brown skin child
Don't you see the way the little boy does smile?
He looking like the fella with the roti shop
Don't you see the way the boy does hold the cup?
The big head man that he calling Daddy
The child have nothing for the family
But she would never ever say how much she man does drink
She would never ever say her husband sneakers stink.

But she gossiping, yes, she gossiping
She gossiping, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, she gossiping

If you tell she a little secret about Jack
How he kiss up Imelda down in the track
She run down the road to tell Rosemary
I go tell you something, don't tell nobody
She tell and she tell and she tell and she tell
She tell and she tell 'til she forget who she tell
She come back to you with the same story
I go tell you something, don't tell nobody
She forget is you who gave her them news
But she tell so much that she head confused.

She gossiping, yes, she gossiping
She gossiping, oh yeah, yeah, she gossiping.

She put on she pot on the fire
And she come down to talk to Delilah
I hearing her voice round the corner
She forget to peel the banana
Somebody dis, somebody dat
Somebody background getting fat
Somebody daughter belly big
Somebody slaughter somebody pig.

She gossiping, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, she gossiping
She gossiping, she gossiping
She is a gossiper, she is a gossiper
She is a gossiper, she is a gossiper.

She bad talk a dog, how de tail too long
She said that the dog is a real pothound
She bad talk the pussin by Tanty place
She say that the cat have a tiefing face
You wouldn't believe, she bad talk a cock
She say that the cock have a beak like a duck
Dey cook up the cock and dey gave her a piece
She bad talk the meat, she said, too much ah grease.

She gossiping, yes, she gossiping
She gossiping, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, she gossiping
That's a gossiper, oh-oh, she is a gossiper
She is a gossiper, she is a gossiper...yeah
She gossiping, uhmmm, she gossiping
She gossiping, she gossiping.

And if a dog have a pup too close to a mop
On her way to the shop, she'll pause and stop
She gossiping, she gossiping
She gossiping, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, she gossiping

Gossiping, gossiping, gossiping, gossiping lady
She's a gossiping, gossiping, gossiping lady
Gossiper gossiping, gossiper gossiping, gossiper.....

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

People Will Talk [Song]


Uploaded by Stroboscopicalia

PEOPLE WILL TALK
By King Fighter [Guyana]

Not only here in the West Indies, but I find people is hard to please
This is really true doh matter wey you do
I ent talking nonsense, this is practical experience
Don't mind how you try, they will criticise and I don't know why.

If you changing steady and you looking fancy,
They they will say how you showing off
And if you keeping yourself like a badjohn,
They will watch and laugh
But I following a plan, I ent watching no man
I just doing to suit myself
'Cause if is not how you dress, is the way that you walk
The people will talk.

Take for instance when I was small, everyday is a bacchanal
Well, I always misbehaving with ------- and street fighting
Well, they talk all over the place, how I so bad and I out of place
Now I playing cool and easy, well, the same people say how I stupidee.

How I can't even fight, ---------- stepping light
With mih socks and shoe on mih feet
And how I playing I dis and I playing I dat
And like a girl, mih skin smelling sweet
But I following a plan, I ent watching no man
I just doing to suit myself
'Cause if is not how you dress, is the way that you walk
The people will talk.

If a man have an ugly head like Yul Brynner
They will laugh 'til they nearly dead
Anywey he turn, Ha! Look de clean head man!
But if you head good looking good like mine
They will say that's a nice design
Nothing in this world, like you can't please people with at all.

If you changing steady and you looking fancy,
They they will say how you showing off
And if you keeping yourself like a badjohn,
They will watch and laugh
But I following a plan, I ent watching no man
I just doing to suit myself
'Cause if is not how you dress, is the way that you walk
The people will talk.

In 1961, I was living in Shanty Town
Some people say how I going mad to choose the worst place in Trinidad
I leave the place and I went up San Fernando
I buy a big, fancy bungalow
Friends, I wouldn't lie, the same people say how I flying high.

If you changing steady and you looking fancy,
They they will say how you showing off
And if you keeping yourself like a badjohn,
They will watch and laugh
But I following a plan, I ent watching no man
I just doing to suit myself
'Cause you could black like tar or white like a chalk
The people will talk.

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!
..............................................................................................................................
"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

Can't Please All People [Song]


Uploaded by ScorpioPetey

CAN'T PLEASE ALL PEOPLE
By King Austin

My uncle, his name is Bobby,
He is an official judge with CDC
He came one morning early,
He say, King, I just quit the job with CDC
I say, Why, Uncle Bob?
He say, Boy I 'fraid that job
And I will tell you why,
Because the public never satisfy.

'Cause if I give Explainer, they say I rob the Scrunter
If I give the Blueboy, they say I trying to destroy
If I give the Penguin, they say I rob the Stalin
And the public can't understand the real thing
CDC only want one king
Ask the Almighty to judge for CDC.

Another thing I cannot understand
When you see the North Stand like a band
They just don't care anything
When they decide that band must win
But in this competition, everybody have their fan
So Austin, you see, uncle can't please everybody.

'Cause if I give Desperadoes, they say I rob Tokyo
If I give Pamberie, they say I tief Catelli
If I give -----------, they say I'm a old Highlanders
And the real thing the public can't understand
Panorama can only have one champion
Go and bring Jah Jah to judge the Panorama. Ey-ey!

Every year is the same old thing,
People complaining about bad judging
Some of them blaming the government,
While other people acting violent
Plenty, plenty old talk from Trinidad up to New York
Some say they taking sides,
Other people say dey taking bribes.

'Cause if I give it to Showcase, they say I fast and out of place
If I give Edmund Hart, dey say the judges dem smart
If I give ------------, dey say the judges drink rum
I would like the public to remember,
We can only have one band of the year
Ask the Almighty ------ to judge for CDC. Ey-ey!

Austin boy, please do not vex with me,
If you read the Scripture you must agree
Bible say in Revelation, whether right or wrong,
You must never judge no man
Dem people dem crying, calypsonian talking,
King Austin watching and the public only smiling.

'Cause if I give Desperadoes, they say I tief Tokyo
If I give Pamberie, they say I tief Catelli
If I give ------------, they say I'm a old Highlanders
And the real thing the public can't understand
Panorama can only have one champion
So I'll bring Jah Jah to judge the Panorama. Ey-ey!

Plenty panmen crying,
Calypsonian talking,
Austin watching....

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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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, King Austin!

"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

Unwritten Law [Song]


Uploaded by IsDePanInMe

UNWRITTEN LAW
By Chalkdust

Well, Mister Politician, with your right hand you swore honestly
With Bible in hand or with the Qu'ran, you pledged to serve we
A committed man with religion, you once used to be
But when the Treasury band pass by your station, man, you get greedy
So you -------- and you feel as man you get 'way scotch free
No Integrity Commission can't touch your stolen money
But you still must face something higher than any Commission
And that's the punishment ------ the calypsonian.

When you see Pink Panther and Cro Cro
Name you a thief in their calypso
As they pass that sentence on your head
You'll be called a big thief until you dead
And when you dead, there's still no relief
People will call all your generation thief
So before you join politics, you must know
In Trinbago, you must bow down to calypso!

Well, Mister Politician, you join the band to rape the Treasury
Kickbacks and grease hand from them businessman have you now wealthy
Up in Switzerland a big million you stash 'way tax free
But the calypsonian -----------------------------
Mister Politician, what you have done calls for harsh treatment
--------- granting you no bail is soft punishment
Charging you a fine mix with cat o' nine is like mashing your toe
But you will feel the blow when we jail you in calypso!

When you see Duke and Valentino
Find you guilty in their calypso
All in India where them CD's go
They'll call you a thief and a scamp also
People will dance to their tunes in Toronto
And call your name as a pappyshow
No future can't save you from that spirit blow
This ent chutney, you know, you must bow down to calypso!

Well, Mister Politician, the calypsonian throughout history
Has fought corruption from parliamentarians and skulduggery
British governors, prime ministers have all felt its weight
Albert Gomes, ----------, Eric Williams, they were laid out straight
Sparrow punish Patrick Solomon for freeing his stepson
And the whole world still 'fraid Karl for his laws on sedition
And in history all children will learn that Chambers duncey
And Gabby destroy Tom Adams in Bridgetown city.

When you see Brigo and King Sparrow
Name you a scamp in their calypso
Is best ten cobo pee on your head
You'll wish the hangman hang you instead
For when King Sparrow say so, is so
If Sparrow lie, is still true you know.
Look, Black Stalin make Dhanraj Singh know
You can't play macho, you must bow down to calypso!

Well, Mister Politician, the queen of England respects kaiso
She and Prince Charles know what they'll undergo if they tackle Crusoe
Colin Powell know that kaiso is the unwritten law
So he let Bush know he does sing kaiso before he fight war
Mister Politician, the great Imam, Reverend Farrakhan
Got his strength and determination from being a kaisonian
Kaiso make Eric Williams bawl out, "Let the jackass bray!"
So who the hell is Jack Warner, he's a small fish, I say.

If kaiso was born in America
George Bush would be humble as ever
Whenever he open his mouth in Congress
Aloes woulda hit him and give him bless
You might get 'way with bank accounts in Scotland
Bank under wife name up in London
But once you live here in Trinbago
We come like the Pharaoh, you must bow down to calypso!

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!
..............................................................................................................................
"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