A Note From The Gull
By Silverado
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. The name of my song is "Odorous Woman." Now it's not a woman bashing song. It's about one particular woman who, my Prime Minister say, going to come before the end of the year so I trust and hope that you all listen to it and come together at the end of the song and we could stop her from coming. OK? OK?
My name is Trinidad, I have real money to spend
And when you have money, yuh doesn't want it to end
So I seek some advice on how I should invest
So when years to come, I will earn some interest
I learn of this sweet woman, she name is Alice Co
The government advised me she is the way to go
Some of my concerned friends tell me she come straight from hell
Dey say to look out for she tricks and block mih nose from she smell
I forget all of my friends, went ahead and make a deal
I thought about my future and having a hearty meal
For the next thirty years, I drink from she cup
All of a sudden, she smell start stinking up.
When I look at my skin, rust spreading like margarine
All ah dis happen because I smelt-her
Hair dropping off mih head, most ah mih brain cells dead
All ah dis happen because I smelt-her
My wife had a baby, it come out deform
Chronic diseases, this became the norm
Any minute now, I could die!
Oh my god! A worm eating out mih eye
Because I smelt-her, because I smelt-her
I could die! Because I smelt-her
Because I smelt-her, because I smelt-her
I have lost all my pride because I smelt-her
Now, I doh know why I was so harden at all for you know. Ah should ah follow mih partners and dem but no! She look good nah. Ah leh she come down here and do what she want, yuh understand? Hardenness! Ah look fuh it boy! Oh god! Allyuh listen to this eh?
She wanted to go Brazil, claiming she is the best
Some men hear she coming and dey start to protest
She try Venezuela, she even try to go Chile
With public consultation, dey get de rid ah she
One ting have me baffle, I can't understand
She livin in de US and dey never take up she plan
When she was in Australia, a shocking reality,
The closest human being was 500 miles from she
I thought that the smell was the only ting outta place
Wasn't until she kill me with toxic waste
I should have thought of myself, my friends and family
But I play dictator manning the affairs of my country.
When I look at my skin rust spreading like margarine
All ah dis happen because I smelt-her
Hair dropping off mih head , most ah mih brain cells dead
All ah dis happen because I smelt-her
My wife had a baby, it come out deform
Chronic diseases, it became the norm
Any minute now, I could die!
Oh my god! A worm eating out mih eye...Why?
Because I smelt-her, because I smelt-her
I could die! Because I smelt-her
Because I smelt-her, because I smelt-her
I have lost all my pride because I smelt-her.
Leh me tell allyuh something. Is not I alone dying you know, is allyuh go die too. Allyuh children children and children to come too, de whole country go just get wipe out . You see me right now I real sick and I going and meet my maker. God forgive me of all my sins... Oh god ah dying eh!... Oh god, help mih!
I felt so sad for what I did, my world come to an end
Dem people who advised me, dem cyah be my friend
When she start stinking up, I was all alone
All of my government friends leave de country and dey gone
I know that god will take me to task
When I breathe in air, I now have to use a mask
She mash down plenty houses to make room for she to pass
She waste my resources, she use all ah mih natural gas
Too late, too late, too late! was my final cry
The damage is done, she hop a plane and she fly
Forever I, Trinidad will never be the same
Forever on my conscience, I am the one to blame.
When I look at my skin, rust spreading like margarine
All ah dis happen because I smelt-her
Hair dripping off mih head , most ah mih brain cells dead
All ah dis happen because I smelt-her
My wife had a baby, it come out deform
Chronic diseases, this became the norm
Any minute now, I could die!
Oh my god! A worm eating out mih eye
Because I smelt-her, because I smelt-her
I could die! Because I smelt-her
Because I smelt-her, because I smelt-her
I have lost all my pride because I smelt-her.
Source:
N.B. The lyrics posted on this blog are 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
Your decision to communicate this concern/protest in song shows that you care about your country. I am sure that, despite the distractions, there were some in this audience who got the message and will think about it and pass it on.
Silverado, thank you for your concern and your 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
"We grant you [Kings of Spain and Portugal] by these present documents, with our Apostolic Authority, full and free permission to invade, search out, capture, and subjugate the Saracens and pagans and any other unbelievers and enemies of Christ wherever they may be, as well as their kingdoms, duchies, counties, principalities, and other property [...] and to reduce their persons into perpetual slavery."You can see why this Bull has been credited with ushering in the African slave trade. The scope was extended to the Americas in 1493 by Pope Alexander VI with Inter Caetera. This is just one illustration of the Church's undisguised enthusiasm in the past for the claiming of persons' souls AND their property for its own benefit and that of its allies, and all in the name of God.
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By David Rudder
For ten long years we ruled the cricket world
Now the rule seems coming to an end
But down here, just a chink in the armour
Is enough, enough to lose a friend
Some of the old generals
Have retired and gone
And the runs don’t come as they did before
But when the Toussaints go, don’t you know
The Dessalines come,
We’ve lost the battle,
But yet we will win the war!
As long as we…
Chorus:
Rally, rally round the West Indies
Now and forever, oh
Rally, rally round the West indies
Never say never!
Pretty soon the runs that gone will flow again like water
Bringing so much joy
To each and every son and daughter
Say we gonna rise again like a raging fire
As the sun shines
You know we goin’ take it higher
But we gotta…
Chorus:
Rally, rally round the West Indies
Now and forever, yes
Rally, rally round the West indies
Stoke up the fire!
Way down under a warrior falls
Michael Holding falls in the heat of the battle
“Michael shoulda left long time!”
I heard an angry brother shout
Caribbean Man, that is the root of our trouble
In these tiny theatres of conflict and confusion
Better know as the isles of the West Indies
We already know who brought us here
And who created this ‘confyusion’
So I am begging, beggfing my people please, oh
We got to…
Chorus:
Rally, rally round the West Indies
Now and forever, yeah
Rally, rally round the West indies
Stoke up the fire!
Cause Pretty soon the runs that gone will flow again like water
Bringing so much joy
To each and every son and daughter
Say we gonna rise again like a raging fire
As the sun shines
You know we goin’ take it higher
But we gotta to what?...
Rally, rally round the West Indies
Now and forever, yeah
Rally, rally round the West indies
Never sayu never!
Now they are making restrictions and laws
To spoil our beauty
But in the end, we shall prevail
This is not just cricket,
This thing goes beyond the boundary
It’s up to you and to mae to make sure that they fail
Soon we must artake a side
ore be lost in the rubble.
In a divided workd
That don’t need islands no more
Are we doomed forever
To be at somebody’s mercy?
Little keys can open up mighty doors.
Rally, rally round the West Indies, tell dem
Now and forever, yeah
Rally, rally round the West Indies
Never say never!
Pretty soon the runs that gone will flow again like water
Bringing so much joy
To each and every son and daughter
Say we gonna rise again like a raging fire
As the sun shines
You know we goin’ take it higher
But we gotta to what?...
Rally, rally round the West Indies
Now and forever, yeah
Rally, rally round the West indies
Never say never!
Source:
N.B. The lyrics posted on this blog are 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 .
"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
...But You Did Not Die.
"The condition of the Amerindians was very inferior to that of the slaves. The slaves were protected by the humanity code which governed them, and by the interest which their owners had for their welfare. One could almost see them prospering and multiplying, whereas the Indians, relegated to the four missions of Arima, Toco, Siparia and Savana Grande, then far away from any populated area, lived under the rule and pleasure of an all-powerful magistrate and a curate of doctrine, and decreased and diminished in numbers day by day. Under this oppressive rule, the sons of our proud and hardy islanders who had rebelled against the Spanish conquest, were disappearing little by little from the land in which their ancestors had been lords and masters. They were already reduced to the insignificant number of about one thousand souls, and they had fallen into such a state of abject degradation, that one can say without exaggeration, that they retained only the external appearances of men. They had become beasts of burden who found no pleasure except in drunkenness and promiscuity. So brutalised, they contributed nothing to public prosperity."..............................................................................................................................
Source: "The history of the island of Trinidad under the Spanish government: Second Part (1622-1797)"/ Pierre Gustav Louis Borde, Port of Spain: republished by Paria Publishing, 1982. p. 315 (First published in Paris : Maisonneuve Et Cie, 1883)
