Lion and Donkey [Song]

Uploaded by mrprofessor18
LION AND DONKEY
By Mighty Sparrow

Bo Lion and Donkey arguing
The two of them, well who is really king
Bo Lion and Donkey arguing
Between the two of them, who is really king. Hmmm
Well, the argument reach a height
The committee say, "Let them fight."
All but Monkey backing lion
The whole animal kingdom in confusion.

Hear they bawling...

Chorus:
[Beat the man, Lion, buss he head!]
All them animals gone crazy
[Beat the man, Lion, buss he head!]
Even the referee, he and all against Donkey, he bawling
[Beat the man, Lion, buss he head!]
A Donkey is an ass and he have no brain
Lion bite away Donkey tail and had the poor ass in pain.

Lion know Donkey ent easy
So he decide to fight carefully
But the way the crowd encouraging
He get brave and he start to swing. Hmm
A left and a right to head... Woop too!
Upper cut, I say Donkey dead
Donkey tumble down on the floor
Elephant, Goat and Tiger began to roar.

Hear they bawling...

Chorus:
[Lick him down, Lion, lick him down!]
Take yuh paws and rip 'way he belly
[Lick him down, Lion, lick him down!]
Only Monkey crying for Donkey
[Lick him down, Lion, lick him down!]
This time, Lion in a temper only sharing blows
Rip away all of Donkey clothes
And had the whole ass exposed. Ey!

Monkey bawl, "Ey man, ring the bell."
Crapaud say, "For what? Go to hell."
"Well, all right use the secret weapon
And teach a lesson to this damn Lion."
Referee Mr. Unicorn say, "It's a forgone conclusion.
Time to ring the bell really pass,
But a miracle couldn't save your partner ass."

Chorus:
[Knock him out, Lion, knock him out!]
Donkey getting tired and backing
[Knock him out, Lion, knock him out!]
Lion fouling but the referee ent warning
[Knock him out, Lion, knock him out!]
Lion take a stool and really knock him down
Dog and all start to laugh at this
Big naked ass on the ground.

Hear they singing...

In a clinch, Donkey kiss Lion
Calling him a macomere man
Lion get so vex he change up he style
No more bobbing and weaving, he fighting wild
When he had Donkey at arm's length
He pelt a bolo with all his strength
Donkey weave and that was the case
Lion spin, Donkey grab him around he waist.

Hear the referee...

Chorus:
[That is foul, Donkey, that is foul]
Donkey tell the referee, "Yes, I know."
[That is foul, Donkey, that is foul]
"Ho-ho. Maybe, but this is one fowl that could crow!"
[Break, I say, Donkey, break, I say]
Monkey say, "I don't know what is wrong with you.
Wey de hell you talking 'bout, Break, break, break...
And is that he trying to do?"

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, Mighty Sparrow.

"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

Donkey Can't Wine [Song]

Uploaded by Edward Spencer
DONKEY CAN'T WINE
By Mighty Sparrow

Animal beauty competition, you go hear confusion
Jackass and Tiger, Goat, Pig and Lion, listen to confusion
Who tell them to let Monkey judge?
Monkey have an old personal grudge
From since in the days they make him bring water as the ugliest man,
Since then Monkey bitter.

So he throw out Peacock, he say he too vain
And disqualified Lion with his long flowing mane
But he watching at Donkey in one particular spot
"Ladies and Gentlemen," Monkey say, "Look at beauty this fella got!"
He give Donkey first, second and third and the judge tell Lion flat,
"Hmm, if you was the king of the beasts, you would be toting that!"

Silence, the whole place get silent, Hog watching Elephant
Spellbound, everybody spellbound, all man start to look 'round
Tiger say, "You rude and you fast! What beauty you see in Jackass?
You sit down with a wicked grin on your face
How the hell you could give Donkey all three place?""

But he throw 'way Peacock, he say he too vain
And disqualified Lion with his long flowing mane
Hmmn, but he watching at Donkey in one particular spot
"Ladies and Gentlemen," Monkey say, "Look at beauty this fella got!"
He give Donkey first, second and third and then he tell Lion flat,
"Hah, if you was the king of the beasts, you would be toting that!"

"Robbery!" Crapaud say, "You rob me! I've dressed up so lovely."
"Somebody should shoot you, come in here with a corkscrew."
Is now common Dog start to bark, call Monkey a sex maniac
Pig say, "If is sex, I must be in line.
Donkey have the goods but donkey can't wine."

So he throw out Peacock, he say he too vain
And disqualified Lion with his long flowing mane
But he watching at Donkey in one particular spot
"Ladies and Gentlemen," Monkey say, "Look at beauty this fella got!"
He give Donkey first, second and third and then he tell Lion flat,
"If you was the king of the beasts, you would be toting that!"

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 Sparrow.

"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

Monkey and Donkey [Song]

Uploaded by roger ramirez
MONKEY AND DONKEY
By Lord Christo

Some domestic animals got together recently
And they decided was to hold a party
They sent invitations to Horse and Monkey
But they didn't invite poor Donkey
So Donkey sit down and he start to cry
Asking the Monkey the reason why
But the jokify Monkey with a grin on he face
Only gazing below the Donkey waist.

He tell him:
"Don't cry, Donkey, Donkey, don't cry.
I woulda tell you, boy, but I 'fraid a kick in mih eye
Is not the size of yuh ears as male
Is not your belly, is not your tail, is not your shoe...
Too besides, I ent telling you."

Well, the Donkey really wanted to attend this party
So he keep on proguing the Monkey
But Monkey with his tricky intelligence
Have the Donkey hanging in suspense
So Donkey fretting 'cause he want to know
The reason why he couldn't go
He tell him, "Look, Horse is a fella built just like me
So tell me how come they invite he?"

He tell him:
"Don't fret, Donkey, don't fret
I don't want to tell you and then I have to regret
You and Horse resemble, is true 
But he don't hold the same thing like you.
Is just by a khn and he and all woulda be in the same boat too."

Now the Monkey now have this poor Donkey in trouble
By talking in parable
So he checked on his behaviour and different parts of his body
But he forget something completely
So Monkey watch him and he laugh again
Telling him, "Donkey, man, use your brain!"
Same time a lady Donkey pass
Man, he two ears stand up just like para grass.

He tell him:
"Don't gaze, Donkey, Donkey, don't gaze.
Don't get excited and exercise your bad ways
You can't make the party is true, is because of one thing that you does do
I wouldn't call the name but when you do it,
You does make everybody shame."

Well, I had my suspicions why they didn't invite Donkey
To ruin their social party
But Donkey came to his own decision  to invade without invitation
Monkey tell him,"No, don't do that, I goin' tell you true,
But don't tell them I tell you."
The reason that he gave him was a shock to me
I suspected something different entirely.

He tell him:
"Don't go, Donkey, Donkey, don't go
If you go they go make you shame in front ah the door
I know you goin' take it hard but Donkey, partner, don't feel too bad
You know what they say, 
"They don't like the way how Donkey does bray."

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, Lord Christo.

"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

Old Man And The Donkey [Song]

Uploaded by Clynton Mann
OLD MAN AND THE DONKEY
By Mighty Sparrow

Well an old man, a lil boy and a donkey was in some difficulty
Going Tunapuna from Port of Spain where they just complain a bargain
Old and feeble, he decide to ride and had the little boy walking by he side
When he reach by Success Village, the crowd start shouting, "Advantage!"

Old may, ey, you old criminal !
Old man, you ent got no conscience at all !
Get off the jackass, you too damn advantageous!
You on top the ass like a king and the poor little boy walking!

Well, the old man ready to please everybody, right away, jump off the donkey
Lift up the boy, put him on the donkey and he start walking the journey
It made him feel good, although they criticise, he gave up his ride and let them satisfy
When he reach by Morvant junction they start calling him a stupid old man.

Old man, ey, you dotish old fool !
Old man, like you never went to school?
The little boy young, he should be on the ground,
But he on top the ass like a king
And an old man like you walking!

Now the old man decide to please everybody, none of them must ride this donkey
So the next thing he do, he make the boy come down and both of them walking in the sun
Man, they soaking with beads of perspiration, all their ambition is to please everyone
When they reach the Croisee again, the whole of San Juan start to complain.

Old man, ey, ease the load off your feet!
Old man, you have a jackass to ride and beat!
Don't hold the tail ----------- you should be in jail
You behind the ass suffering and a bareback jackass walking!

They made a last try to please everybody, two of them climb on the donkey
But in Champs Fleurs they met some folks up there who found them very unfair
Ring the police now, somebody say, call the SPCA, don't let them get away
---------------- to make bacchanal, charge the old man cruelty to dumb animal.

Well the moral of the story is plain to see
Please yourself because you can't please everybody
Don't be ashamed when them newsmongers call your name
Stay on top the ass like a king
They go talk but you still riding.

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, Mighty Sparrow. Dedicated to the unjustly beleaguered.

"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

Proverbs [Song]

Uploaded by IsDePanInMe
PROVERBS
By Mighty Bomber

Mih great-great-grandmother, Mistress Rubble
Teach me proverbs and put me in trouble [I wouldn't lie]
Mih great-great-grandmother, Madam Rubble
Teach me proverbs and get me in trouble
She say, "How you make your bed, so you lie."
And "You never miss the water 'til well run dry."
The proverb that really trap me, my friend
Is when she told me that, "The longest rope have an end."

So the next day, I went by mih partner, Pope
I look on the ground, see a piece of rope
I pull the rope 'til mih hand get corn
Well, I never see rope long so since I born
But coming to the end when I raise mih head
I had to take off and bawl out, "Oh gorm, I dead!"
The proverb she taught me was so awful
Because the next end of the rope was a big pitbull.

Oh mih lord-o! I wanna fall! Sing it out, girls!

Mih great-great-grandmother does call me stupid
Dotish, ignorant and too insipid
She say none of she other great-great-grandchildren
Never give she horrors, heartache and problem
She say, "More you live is the more you learn."
And, "If you play with fire, you will get burn."
Mih great-great-grandmother then said to me
Bomber, darling, "The best things in life are free."

So I hire a truck and went down by Courts
Looking for the best things of every sort
I pick up a computer, well, how you mean?
Radio, video, stereo, TV, washing machine
And when the store manager confronted me
I say, "Partners, the best things in life are free."
But they call the police and lock up mih tail
And they give me some free years in the Royal Jail.

Oh mih lord-o! I wanna fall! Sing it out, girls!

Mih great-great-grandmother, she so demanding
She have wisdom, knowledge and understanding
But all of dem proverbs wey she does teach me
Is just like adding fire to fury
She told me to practice the things she preach
And never hang mih hat wey granny can't reach
Mih great-great-grandmother told me, have faith
Because "Good things does come to those who wait."

So I make a date with a  nice woman
For half past eight, to meet me by Strand
I wait, I wait, then I start to grind
Because half past eight reach to half past nine
When she and she sweet man walk up to me
She say, "Bomber,  my dear, I am so sorry."
She man pull out a bullpistle, tell me, "Run fast!"
After waiting so long, I get a good cut arse.

Oh mih lord-o! I wanna fall! Sing it out, girls!

Mih great-great-grandmother so miserable
She always have a disadvantage on people
She say everybody does treat she funny
And all they want to get from she is she money
She say, "Before you walk, you have to creep."
And always remember "Goat doh make sheep."
And poor people in this world today to survive
You have to "Play dead to catch corbeau alive."

So the next day, I went down on the La Basse
Playing dead to catch corbeaux when they pass
They say, "What you sow, is that you does reap."
I play dead too long so I fall asleep
Is then I feel a burning below mih waist
With six corbeaux staring me in mih face
They search mih pocket, take out everything
And they playing tug-o-war with my ding-a-ling.

Encore #1
Mih great-great-grandmother is a psychic
She does do clairvoyance and black magic
She have a chronic dose of schizophobia
She told me that the road to success is obeah
She say, "All wey jump in the sea is shark."
And "A chop in water never leave mark."
Mih great-great-grandmother told me that night
"All wey happen in the darkness must come to light."

So the next night, I check on mih wife, Susan
She was in the dark with another man
I say, if all my gangan told me is right
I bound to see wey going on in dey tonight
So I put on every light inside of the house
To see what was going on with my spouse
The both of them steups, take off the light and gone
So up to now I ent see if I getting horn.

Encore #2
Mih great-great-grandmother, she does tell me
Not to sing no encore for anybody
But if I have to sing encore for mih audience
Just make sure that it enhance my performance
She say more you sing, the more they go call
And "The higher you climb, is harder you fall."
So "Who have cocoa in sun, could look out for rain."
But if you call me, I ent coming back again.

Encore #3
Mih great-great-grandmother is a lady
She does always say, "No ifs, no buts, no maybe."
But to tell you the truth, I am so glad to know
That you appreciate the Bomber calypso
So let us give the band a round of applause
And to come back back again is left to yours
When I tell you the truth, you go say is shame
If you call me, I NOT coming back again!

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 Bomber. Visitors who enjoyed this song may also check the song, "Parables" by the Mighty Sparrow.

"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

Mamaguy [Song]

Uploaded by edward spencer
MAMAGUY
By Mighty Bomber

Big fat Cristabelle up at Morvant
Head to toe, she big all over
Big fat Cristabelle up at Morvant
From head to toe, she big all over
Yes, from the time I spot she, I haunted
I make a rush and we got acquainted
Fix up a date to meet at eight thirty
The big and obzocky girl mamaguy me.

"Touch me light, don't make me cry."
How you call that? Mamaguy!
"Tickle me again, I mean I feeling shy."
Yes, how you call that? Mamaguy!
Oh, I didn't know I was begging for trouble
To she, I was just a  neat little parcel
But in the end, I had to surrender
She like a whale and I was Jonah.

After we linger for a moment
I get vex so I playing ignorant,
"Tell me Cristabelle, the recipe
Wey you eat to develop your body?"
So, she decide to tell me in secret
O lord, I faint when I get it
You know mih pardner --------- wey does feed she
Popsicle pies and giant salami.

"Touch me light, don't make me cry."
How you call that? Mamaguy!
"Tickle me again, I mean I feeling shy."
Yes, how you call that? Mamaguy!
Oh, I didn't know I was begging for trouble
To she, I was just a  neat little parcel
But in the end, I had to surrender
She like a whale and I like Jonah.

That girl, Cristabelle, if you see she
With she mouth as big as a chimney
And she so boldface as to tell me,
"Touch me light, your hand really heavy."
Yes, all this time I grinding like camel
My blood run cold but I making the move still
If I talk the truth, you go doubt it
The Bomber land in a serious wind pocket.

"Touch me light, don't make me cry."
How you call that? Mamaguy!
"Tickle me again, I mean I feeling shy."
Yes, how you call that? Mamaguy!
Oh, I didn't know I was begging for trouble
To she, I was just a  neat little parcel
But in the end, I had to surrender
She like a whale and I like Jonah.

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 Bomber.

"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

Dove and Pigeon [Song]

Uploaded by edward spencer

DOVE AND PIGEON
By Lord Nelson

Dove and Pigeon were two good companions
I say, Dove and Pigeon were two good companions
But because of jealousy they both start to disagree
So Pigeon call a contest to prove to Dove that he is best.

I didn't have to figure, I knew Dove was smarter
Pigeon sure he had Dove covered
So he decide they would eat some pepper
He say, "One thing you must remember.
Eat all you want, don't ask for water."
Dove smile and said, "Agree."
And they both flew on the pepper tree.

Dove start to sing:
"Coo coo coo-coo bansimande
Netty yetty bansimande, wayo wayo bansimande
You mustn't say, 'eeshhhha', you mustn't say, 'eeshhhha'
And nobody shouldn't say, 'eeshhhha, eeshhhha, eeshhhha'."

This time Dove eating and singing,
Bouncing, flapping his wing
Pigeon sure how he winning,
Eating like a champ, won't say a thing
Then all the birds gather 'round to see what was going on
Still Pigeon kept up the pace,
Confident he go win the race.

Singing:
"Coo coo coo-coo bansimande
Netty yetty bansimande, wayo wayo bansimande
You mustn't say, 'eeshhhha', you mustn't say, 'eeshhhha'
And nobody shouldn't say, 'eeshhhha, eeshhhha, eeshhhha'."

Friends, I know you won't believe me
But Sparrow was there, if I lie just ask he
When the pepper start to burn Pigeon
He spin round twice, Bip! he fall down
Dove start to jump up with glee up and down the pepper tree
He said, "Now take a tip from me.
Our friendship done because of jealousy."

Still singing;
"Coo coo coo-coo bansimande
Netty yetty bansimande, wayo wayo bansimande
You mustn't say, 'eeshhhha', you mustn't say, 'eeshhhha'
And nobody shouldn't say, 'eeshhhha, eeshhhha, eeshhhha'."

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, Lord Nelson. Sweet and simple from a time long past, "a tone which is now forever fled."

BOOKENDS

Time it was

And what a time it was, it was

A time of innocence

A time of confidences.

Long ago it must be

I have a photograph

Preserve your memories

They're all that's left you.

--Simon and Garfunkel

"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

Picong Duel [Song]

Uploaded by Glenroy Joseph
PICONG DUEL
Mighty Sparrow and Lord Melody

Mighty Sparrow:
Well Melody, come close to me
I will tell you plain and candidly
Don't stop back and smile
Because you have a face like a crocodile!

Lord Melody:
Sparrow, you shouldn't tell me that at all
I mind you when you was small
Many of the nights I used to mash your head
In crossing to go on yuh mother... babadap, babadap!

Mighty Sparrow:
I know you think you are looking sweet
Posing here in you old false teeth
Is a lucky thing your uncle kick out
For you to get the false teeth to put in your mouth!

Lord Melody:
That is all you can say
In every angle and every way?
But the way how you watching at me
I go buss a right hook in your belly!

Mighty Sparrow:
It look as if you want trouble here tonight
Allyuh always looking for fight
I'll tell you this candidly
That is why the jail never empty!

Lord Melody:
You know that I'll be proud and glad
If Sampson and Delilah come back to Trinidad
But when they come, I wouldn't go in the theatre
Because look the jawbone of the ass right here!

Mighty Sparrow:
Well, ladies and gents, to tell you this I'm sure
When the circus was here they had a big uproar
Walking hand in hand, the female chimpanzee
Take Mello for she man!

Lord Melody:
Sparrow, that is a mistake
And in my opinion you give me a headache
This is what I'm forced to say
Is the same mistake you going to make today!

Mighty Sparrow:
Well Melody, you have me in a rage
Wining up on the stage
You feel you are looking cute
But when you finish, take off the dead man suit!

Lord Melody:
You shouldn't tell me that
This is what I am compelled to tell you flat
I hope you doesn't say that I am crack
In a while I'll be wining behind yuh back!

Mighty Sparrow:
Well believe, don't touch mih flesh
I wouldn't say you fresh
Back to back, belly to belly
And I think you are slack!

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, Lord Melody and Mighty Sparrow.

"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

Back To Basics [Song]

Uploaded by edward spencer
BACK TO BASICS
By Trinidad Rio

Spoken: Merry New Year, ladies and gentlemen. Once again this is straight, diehard, genuine, authentic calypso and this is how the story goes:-

I went to Public Utilities and tell them,
"Disconnect them facilities 'cause me ent want them."
I try to contact the Ombudsman but never in office
I going to file me an injunction on the Public Service
'Cause every time a heavy rain fall, by me doh have no current at all
They spoil mih TV, they spoil mih fridge, they nearly kill me with low voltage
Now, before they make me a lunatic [I going back to basic]
I going and get a flambeau and lamp with wick. [I going back to basic]

I call my fans and I call my friends to let them know
That if they have a message to send, tell Tempo
And if they come home and they ent see me, tell my neighbour
Or get a pen and a writing pad and write a letter
'Cause TSTT does make me weep, gone are the days when ole talk was cheap
I make a phone call to Talparo and I get a phone bill to Mexico
Oh mih lord, before they kill me and kill me quick [I going back to basic]
A piece ah maling and two KLIM pan wouldn't do the trick. [I going back to basic]

I went and buy me a motor car for my own comfort
Because I can't take no more torture waiting on transport
But all them potholes and all them bump, mih car ent able
Until they invent a car to jump, well I go travel
I beg the Lord to please put a hand, touch the heart of the spare parts man
I used to have a raise in the bank, now every cent gone in my gas tank
Now, I prefer roll a roller with piece ah stick [I going back to basic]
Or buy a three-speed bike going jic-jic-jic. [I going back to basic]

Now the only competent source that really working
Is when you can't pay your bills on time, they come cutting
Incompetence and disregard ent no humour
'Cause the situation is sad for the poor consumer
The word WASA does give me gripe, I ask for water, them give me pipe
I can't even get mih clothes to wash, my toilet full and can't even flush
Now they make me condemn mih toilet bowl [I going back to basic]
And now I digging a latrine hole. [I going back to basic]

Yesterday, I went to the store to buy a cooler
Then get my Indian partner next door to make a chulha
I buy a donkey cart from Ramdeen to make a stagecoach
Then put some Severin in mih latrine to kill the cockroach
I buy a posey made in Hong Kong, the only silver posey in town
Well, if you see the latrine I build, girl, is the cleanest one on the hill
All down inside the hole and around the walls, I always Flitting... You know why?
To make sure cockroach ent bite my -----.

Long time, me, Gypsy and Cro Cro, back in the earlies
We used to go down town after show, pick up the ladies
Window shop, take them along, buy them a roti
Then find the cheapest hotel in town and make a pacoti
But time changes and so do we, so put that down in kaiso history
'Cause if you should do the same today, is like a game of Russian Roulette
So now, before one of them get me sick [I going back to basic]
I prefer sit down in a corner and ----------- [I going back to basic]

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, Trinidad Rio! Not to make light of budget related woes and other hardships, but if we really think about it, we do need to go back to basics, not just to save money but to improve the quality of our lives. Funny eh?  To live better we have to step back and slow down.

As always, my mind goes immediately to agriculture and food production. I don't know about you but in hard times, I could do without shelter, clothes, etc. If I were given the choice of one necessity of life, I'd choose food. We all really need food and water to survive. I read the section in the budget that applies to agriculture and food security and I crossed my fingers and hoped that this time we are being serious. For a society that is constantly referring to the importance of food and the pervasiveness of the soul selling "eat ah food" mentality, I would have expected agriculture to to be listed first among the initiatives outlined for diversifying the economy. Instead, six others:- financial services, tourism, information and communication technology, downstream energy industries are discussed before eventually turning to agriculture.

"AGRICULTURE
Mr Speaker, the seventh area of focus is agriculture. We propose to reduce our food import bill by 50.0 per cent or just over $2.0 billion per year by 2015. Achieving food security is our top priority. We all recall the global food price shocks in the period 2006–2010 when domestic inflation reached an annual average level of 9.1 per cent compared with an annual average of 4.8 per cent in the period 2001–2005. The increased levels of inflation stemming from our increasingly imported food requirements have had a harmful impact on our citizens, particularly our most vulnerable, as they sought to manage the business of their everyday lives. Consequently it is proposed on a temporary basis that Value Added Tax would be removed from all food items except luxury items and alcoholic beverages.

Mr Speaker, another global price shock is on the horizon as drought conditions are devastating commodity crops, in particular corn and maize, in the United States. These higher global prices are already generating price increases in Trinidad and Tobago in particular in the poultry industry. We shall be proactive. The Ministry of Food Production will take the following steps to address the situation:

1. the National Agriculture and Marketing Development Corporation (NAMDEVCO) is establishing a Commodity Stabilisation Fund which will initiate measures to stabilise both the supply and the price of identified produce on the market while at the same time strengthening the agro-processing sector;

2. the Ministry of Food Production through a competitive process, is now actively distributing to the national farming community, standard leases for small and large farms. These farms will occupy 4,111 acres on Caroni lands and 100 acres each on state lands at Tucker Valley. A condition of the leases will be agreed cultivation as quickly as possible;

3. the Ministry of Food Production is continuing to distribute standard agricultural leases for two acre-sized plots to the former employees of Caroni. We have decided to expedite the lease issuance exercise by utilising private attorneys to assist in the preparation of the leases. We expect that within the next two years more than 5,000 such leases will be distributed; and

4. the Ministry of Food Production, with agricultural land becoming less and less available in Trinidad and Tobago, is moving to establish a Food Security Facility with the Government of Guyana. The Facility would commit both Governments to expanding agricultural production in Guyana through the establishment of commercial relationships for funding the establishment of several large agricultural estates in Guyana. Mr Speaker, I wish to emphasise that the agricultural sector enjoys a range of incentives under the existing legislation. I would urge all farmers and other stakeholders to take advantage of these incentives.."
SOURCE: Government of the Republic of Trinidad and Tobago. BUDGET STATEMENT 2013. Stimulating Growth, Generating Prosperity, OCTOBER 1 2012, pg. 18.

Although Trinidad Rio does not address FOOD in his back to basics move, I believe it to be one of the foundation blocks of a society. The quality of food that we consume has far reaching impacts on every other sector and because everything is interrelated, sometimes the quality of food is affected by what is happening in other sectors. By the way why doesn't the government just bite the bullet and state that we are going organic? If the government would actually consider "legislation to make radio and TV stations introduce more locally produced programmes" why not consider legislation to introduce organic, earth/human friendly food production? Why can't the agriculture and food production industries be put on notice that there will be a move away from the importing and production of tainted plant and animal products? There is an organic agriculture movement already growing in this country and more and more enlightened people will be asking the right questions about the health problems being experienced by the population and the likely correlation between water and environment and food quality degradation and quality of life.

People all over the world are becoming increasingly aware of the benefits of natural foods and there are increasing numbers who do not want to consume genetically modified agricultural inputs or products laced with agricultural chemicals/antibiotics/harmful preservatives. It is not pie in the sky to suggest to a forward thinking nation that the production and export of organically produced raw and processed materials would be very profitable.  

Although I fully support cooperation between the Caribbean nations and I'd prefer to import from the Caribbean than outside, I do not think that we should rely too heavily on other countries before we have really given our agricultural sector a chance. We are not yet scorched, barren land, although some would like to be given free rein to make it so, and I will not be convinced that we are running out of land before I can examine how the land that we do have is being utilised - what is being hogged, used inappropriately or just lying idle. Perhaps we need also to be looking at land reform. 

I will say it again and again - Trinbagonians who have access to land, even a small lot of land are in a good position. Those who live in concrete apartment blocks surrounded by concrete pavements have to lobby to get their representatives to secure community gardens. I have witnessed these thriving in two countries. Trinbagonian gardens can grow all year 'round and their owners have access to government farms, government support and advice and information leaflets from government agricultural extension services. Start small. Grow herbs, then go for spinach, beans, peas, corn, root crops. Plant a lime tree, a passion fruit vine, a breadfruit tree, a soursop tree.... plant something! You might have limes, your neighbour might have plantain. You could trade. VAT or no VAT, try as often as you can to leave the imported processed goods on the shelves, and go local. Start creating a demand for local organically produced meat and vegetables. Encourage the organic farmers to produce even more when they see that there is a growing market.

Take the short courses that are provided by the government. Take the courses provided by organisations like Wa Samaki Ecosystems. This year their annual Permaculture Design course will be conducted from November 9th -18th, 2012. So if you can afford the fees [people continue to find the money to pay for Carnival costumes] and if you can get the time off from work, take the plunge. As you get your garden growing, be a change agent and teach your neighbours about Permaculture.

So as mentioned in an earlier post, here are some organisations/iniatives in Trinidad and Tobago which you can approach for information to get started:

IICA
Also: http://www.greenantilles.com/2010/10/06/iica-and-organic-agriculture-in-trinidad-and-tobago

TTOAM Trinidad and Tobago Organic Agriculture Movement
http://ttoam.org

Trinidad and Tobago Permaculture Institute [an Association of practicing Permaculture Designers]
6 St. Ann's Avenue, St. Ann's
Phone: 624 1341
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Trinidad-Tobago-Permaculture-Institute/103429283026969?sk=info

Wa Samaki Ecosystems
http://www.wasamakipermaculture.org

Plant A Garden!! A garden is a smile on the earth's face. A garden will put a smile on your soul.

"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

La Trinity [Song]

Uploaded by seckomusic
LA TRINITY
By Darnley Ashby

I'm sorry, I'm so very sorry
You went through all this trouble just to send for me
Summer was fine, I had a good time
But this winter business is out of my line
Every day it colder, I can't take the pressure
I want to go back home to make a lime by the corner
So much woman passing, they looking fine, big coat hiding dey body line
Oh no, I got to go!

But if you really want me, follow me, pack yuh back in a hurry
'Cause I taking a plane heading for Port of Spain
You could always import another man or find yourself a Canadian
But me? - back to La Trinity!

That e-mail that you sent to me
Saying all is well, the only thing is you lonely
I said, OK, I'll be on my way
As soon as you fix up all my papers, I coming to stay
My intentions was good, I did the best I could
You told me to hurry up before you lose your womanhood
But thanks for the opportunity but I miss a Carnival already
Bye bye, it's time to fly.

But if you really want me, follow me, pack yuh back in a hurry
'Cause I taking a plane heading for Port of Spain
You could always import another man or fix up with a Jamaican
But me? - back to La Trinity!

You know why, baby don't you cry
But you got to admit that I really, really try
But the urge too strong, I can't fight it down
I seeing Port of Spain every time I turn around
But they say things hard back in Trinidad
But if I don't go home I going staring hard
And if things get bad and I feeling hungry
Licks for mih neighbour mango tree
Aeroplane, take me to Port of Spain!

But if you really want me, follow me, pack yuh back in a hurry
'Cause I taking a plane heading for Port of Spain
You could always import another man or find yourself a Nigerian
But me? - back to La Trinity!

Now listen don't get angry
I still looking for all those nice things you used to send for me
Right to the end we must remain friends
I can never forget those happy times we spend
And when you come down for Carnival
I will be there for we to make we bacchanal
Everything will turn out fine, I still want mih barrel at Christmas time
Yes, doudou, yes, you are the best!

But if you really want me, follow me, pack yuh back in a hurry
'Cause I taking a plane heading for Port of Spain
You could always import another man or get yourself a Grenadian
But me? - back to La Trinity!
But me? - back to La Trinity!
But me? - back to La Trinity!
But me? - back to La Trinity!

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, Darnley Ashby, for this song that had me laughing and commiserating at the same time. I will place this song in the same category as "Canada So Cold" by Lord Melody.

"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

Picking Sense From Nonsense [Song]

Uploaded by foreignmovies
PICKING SENSE FROM NONSENSE
By Mighty Spoiler

Every morning you wake in La Trinity
You compelled to see or hear something that's funny
Every morning you wake in La Trinity
You compelled to see or hear something that's funny
Just for instance an Indian fella named John
Was bathing by a pipe, naked as he born
A police saw him and said, "Ey, you old, nasty man!
Put on something before I send for the prison van!"
So I said that he was lucky to get that chance
He woulda go inside and put on a bathing pants
Well he did put on something, this ent no lie
You know the gentleman went and put on a tie!

Sometime you might be passing across the Square
And some funny kind of conversation you'll hear
Just imagine a man reading a Guardian say
A snake in the bush kill a man
And the doctors proved on that very night
The man died from nothing else but the big snake bite
But is something still he can't understand
Why police still making investigation?
So a woman who was listening attentively
Say, "You shouldn't ask that question, Mister Willy.
You know that murder can't hide, this ent no mistake
So the police suppose to arrest the snake."

Then this one happen to a man named Bob
A night up at the Perseverance Club
He drink all his whiskey, brandy and gin
And on the partition, he started spitting
The manager came and said, "Ey gentleman!
Why the France you spitting on the partition?"
He said, "I am right, like you want to fight,
But I will spit on the partition whole night tonight!"
Again the manager held him on his right hand,
"Tell me, boy, why you spit on the partition?
Tell me, tell me, boy, what you spit there for?"
He say he see the notice mark, "Don't spit on the floor."

Then I heard this one up at Arouca
It was about the cricket in Australia
A fellow say the boys from the West Indies
Can play cricket like they eating bread and cheese
Another fellow said he too feel they are the best
But he don't know how the France they lose all the tests
A Carriacounian didn't know when is night down here
In Australia it is broad daylight over there
So he said he would explain if they'd like to know
He does hear them in the night over his radio
Our boys accustom bat in broad daylight
Now they send them over there to bat in the night.

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, Mighty Spoiler.

"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

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!

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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

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.

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If The Priest Could Play [Song]

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IF THE PRIEST COULD PLAY
By The Mighty Cypher

Last Carnival, you talking 'bout bacchanal
Last Carnival, you talking 'bout bacchanal
Some people from Dabadie, all ah dem the same family
Mildred turn round inside a class
And hand she sister while playing mas' shouting...

[If the priest could play, who is we?] I mean from Dabadie
[If the priest could play, who is we?] I doh care who see
[If the priest could play, who is we?] You talking 'bout bacchanal
[If the priest could play, who is we?] I mean for the Carnival. Play Mas'!

Those people had a law never to play Mas' before
But since they see the priest play they decide to break away
These girls with dey tight tight pants had the whole public in France
The brother wearing the sister dress
With two orange tie up on his chest bawling...

[If the priest could play, who is we?] I mean from Dabadie
[If the priest could play, who is we?] I doh care who see
[If the priest could play, who is we?] You talking 'bout bacchanal
[If the priest could play, who is we"] I mean for the Carnival. Play Mas'

What made the band first class, every man played a different Mas'
Some playing police and tief, some playing arrest the priest
A fellow they call Chocote, tie he neck with a pound ah rope
Lay down on the ground and close he eye -------------
He playing he commit suicide, singing...

[If the priest could play, who is we?] I mean from Dabadie
[If the priest could play, who is we?] I doh care who see
[If the priest could play, who is we?] You talking 'bout bacchanal
[If the priest could play, who is we?] Play Mas'! I mean for the Carnival.

Tuesday afternoon they start with bottle and spoon
If you hear them coming down, Ticky-ling, ticky-ling, ticky-li-ting-tong
The leader of the band, he began to rhyme, wearing a pants without no behind
He say, Since I born, I ent play no Mas'
And who doh like it could kiss mih face because...

[If the priest could play, who is we?] Mama, Mas' Mas'!
[If the priest could play, who is we?] Ah boys, is Mas' Mas'!
[If the priest could play, who is we?] Ah boys, is Mas' Mas'!
[If the priest could play, who is we?] Play Mas'!

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