Greed [Song]


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GREED
By Shadow

Greed can make you so unhappy
Greed can make your life uneasy...yeah
You want and want and want and want
The more you get the more you want
When you came you brought nothing
When you go you will take nothing
I don't jealous people kankalang
Don't know where they get their kankalang
Don't know if they sell their bangalang to get their kankalang.

Not me, not me, not me, not me!

Sell my soul to gain the world
To wind up in a six foot hole
All I want is plenty happiness
Health and strength and lengthy happiness
Bedtime is my greatest luxury
I don't want my conscience bother me

Not me, not me, oh no no, not me, not me!

Greed is just a kind of sickness...oh yeah, yeah
Greed is just a kind of weakness
You want and want and want and want
You never satisfied
Want and want and want and want
That's the reason why
I don't jealous people kankalang
Don't know where they get their kankalang
Don't know if they sell their bangalang to get their kankalang.

Not me, not me, not, me, not me!

To sell my soul to gain the world
To wind up in a six foot hole
All I want is plenty happiness
Health and strength and lengthy happiness
Bedtime is my greatest luxury
I don't want my conscience bother me.

Not me, not me, not me, not me, oh no no no!

Greed is somewhat like a cancer
Greed - a wicked little gangster
Grab and grab and grab and grab
The more you get the more you grab
The more you grab the more you want
Like your conscience back to front
I don't jealous people kankalang
Don't know where they get their kankalang
Don't know if they sell their bangalang to get their kankalang.

Not me, not me, not, me, not me!

Sell my soul to gain the world
To wind up in a six foot hole
All I want is plenty happiness
Health and strength and lengthy happiness
Bedtime is my greatest luxury
I don't want my conscience bother me.

Not me, not me, not me, not me!

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 Shadow. Right on target as usual about the important issues.

I knew that this is only the most recent of the very rare revelations about what goes on behind the scenes for the pampered minority in this country who control the purse and puppet strings but it is really frustrating to read about it with the certainty that nothing will change and that the rest of us will continue to live with it.

As I stare into the abyss of this world my hand searches feverishly for a flush lever, and I understand more clearly the role that religion plays in keeping the polite majority in line. We are asked to believe that some higher authority will take care of everything. Christianity, as we practice it, has been a HUGE disappointment to me but maybe that's exactly how it was intended to turn out by those who have organised it and pushed it while continuing to go to bed with Caesar. More and more I wish that the Christ had been more specific when he advised us to, "Render unto Caesar what is Caesar's and unto God what is God's. From where I am standing, Caesar owns EVERYTHING in this town and we continue to buy, and to buy into his corrupt system.

Like Shadow, and probably thanks to my naive Christian upbringing, I have never craved wealth but I have seen what happens when the greed of a few robs many ordinary men and women and children of what is theirs. I do believe that the resources of the land and people should be protected and fairly distributed and this cannot happen when daylight robbery [yes, the kind of criminal activity that does not take place in "hot spots" or within curfew hours] is the order of the day.

"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

Oh, How I Wish I Were A Child Again [Song]


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OH, HOW I WISH I WERE A CHILD AGAIN
By Kelwyn Hutcheon
Album: Christmas Classics

Oh, how I wish I were a child again
Red poinsettias keep reminding me
Christmas time is just around the bend
Soon the feeling will be heavenly
The kids anticipate vacation time
All Christmas chores must wait a while
If they don't send their letters, bells won't chime
Oh how I wish I were a child.

It's still some days away, when will it ever come?
New curtains up, and down today - linoleum
Cobweb complete, now play. Mum notices, oh gosh!
Insists that I must stay to help whitewash.

Oh, how I wish I were a child again
Red poinsettias keep reminding me
Christmas time is just around the bend
Soon the feeling will be heavenly
The kids anticipate vacation time
All Christmas chores must wait a while
If they don't send their letters, bells won't chime
Oh, how I wish I were a child.

Beneath the pitch oil tin the fire's burning bright
The tree, the creche, the babe within, Christmas Eve night
They send me off to sleep, certain I'm out of sight
I stay awake and peep 'til morning light.

Oh, how I wish I were a child again
Red poinsettias keep reminding me
Christmas time is just around the bend
Soon the feeling will be heavenly
The kids anticipate vacation time
All Christmas chores must wait a while
If they don't send their letters, bells won't chime
Oh, how I wish I were a child,
If they don't send their letters, bells won't chime
Oh, how I wish I were a child,
If they don't send their letters, bells won't chime
Oh, how I wish I were a child!

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, Kelwyn Hutcheon, for what I consider to be one of the most beautiful Christmas songs IN THE WORLD. Although I do not share the wish to be a child again, saudade always gets me, especially when expressed so beautifully in a song.

"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

Portuguese Dance [Song]

PORTUGUESE DANCE
By King Pharoah

It was luck and chance,
Pharoah in a Potogee dance
It happen by chance,
Pharoah in a Potogee dance
While the music was playing
If you see how Potogee dancing, lord
I gave them a start
With a spicy Leggo to break down the yard.

Vishkee vishkee voy [Pharoah!]
Vishkee vishkee vay [Pharoah!]
Vishkee vishkee voy
Vishkay voy voy.

Pharoah! Pharoah!

Well, that was a programme,
Every Pototogee buy a ten round
One pick up a guitar
To play a Potogee rhumba
While the people dancing
If you see how Potogee grinning, lord
I jump and I ----------
With a spicy Leggo to break down the yard.

Vishkee vishkee voy [Pharoah!]
Vishkee vishkee vay [Pharoah!]
Vishkee vishkee vey
Vey voy vay vey.

Water more than flour,
Up come a Potogee Mama
"King Pharoah, I love you.
Tell me what I going to do?"
I say, "Let us dance."
"Pharoah, I want to romance."
"Please have a care."
She tell me, "Don't worry, my husband ent here."

Vishkee vishkee voy [Pharoah!]
Vishkee vishkee vay [Pharoah!]
Vishkee vishkee voy
Vey vay voy voy.

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 Pharoah! Some calypsos function as time capsules carrying images and sounds and all sorts of cultural artifacts from our past. Pharoah is singing from a time when a T&T Portuguese community still spoke their language and others could hear and, as in this calypso, note with amusement perhaps the prevalence of the fricative sounds "vishkee, vishkee." It is a beautiful language and I wish that I could hear it being spoken more often.

"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