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Not a Damn Seat for Dem [Song]


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NOT A DAMN SEAT
By Kitchener [1981]

This election was like war among dem party
ONR was more than sure they win already
Hudson-Phillips say, "Tell them that's the the last of PNM."
But when the race complete
Is he who end up without a seat.

[Not a damn seat for dem!]
Mama, that what Chambers say
[Not a damn seat for dem!]
Not a single seat on election day
[Not a damn seat for dem!]
How they lose, they can't understand
[Not a damn seat for dem!]
They calling Chambers ah obeah man.

Dem ONR jump and wine, making a big show
As they had the crowd behind everywhere they go
So they thought that crowd was vote
They say they go cut we throat
Sparrow start to bawl when he hear not a seat at all.

[Not a damn seat for dem!]
Sparrow, that's ingratitude
[Not a damn seat for dem!]
You bite the finger that gih you food
[Not a damn seat for dem!]
Look how you hug up Doctor Willie
[Not a damn seat for dem!]
People 'fraid you in this country.

Hudson-Phillips fell apart, beaten pole [poll?] to pole
Doctor Laquis broke his arm in he own stronghold
Well, the party took a blow when their leader went below
The failure of Karl was the end of the ONR.

[Not a damn seat for dem!]
Karl, join the Alliance too
[Not a damn seat for dem!]
And they go find something for you to do
[Not a damn seat for dem!]
I hear he make Best a senator
[Not a damn seat for dem!]
He futty make you party lawyer.

Trinidadians got a hint, they heard of the plans
The ONR had blueprint to bring the Cubans
People took it on, of course
Say their freedom will be lost
Before this problem we better put back the PNM.

[Not a damn seat for dem!]
This is what PNM do for we
[Not a damn seat for dem!]
They gih we freedom and liberty
[Not a damn seat for dem!]
Freedom to walk, freedom to protest
[Not a damn seat for dem!]
Freedom to talk, freedom of the press.

[Not a damn seat for dem!]
[Not a damn seat for dem!]
[Not a damn seat for dem!]
[Not a damn seat for dem!]...

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, Kitchener.

"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

The Madman's Rant [Song]


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THE MADMAN'S RANT
By David Rudder (1996)

Vote for we and we will set you free!
Anywhere you turn somebody chanting to we
Somebody promising jobs for all
Some renting gun to make other people bawl
But somebody promising more police car
Somebody going to take the country far
Somebody putting all the bandits away
He say, "If they do the crime, they going to damn well pay!"
But somebody promising human rights
While somebody threatening to put out your lights
The mortuary full with little Trinidad boys
A bullet start to whine and put an end to their joy
Now they lying tall for dey Mama to mourn
Dey Nike gone, dey gold teeth gone
You see they, they want dey pocket full with blue, blue silk
They want dey statue drinking full cream milk
The little red silk is not dey true friend
De blue one had two extra nought on the end
So ah tag on dey toe is now dey ticket to Hell
But look where we reach, well, well, well, well, well, well.

Ah hear a madman bawl as he spread out on a wall
He say, "This is it, this is it, this is it, I’ve been hit!
No time to give up brother, no time to quit!"

Was the chant of a madman, in this tale from a strange land
Give me the chant of the madman. It’s the only salvation
Ah say the chant of a madman, in this tale from a strange land
Give me the chant of the madman, Lord, is the only salvation.

Anywhere you turn somebody chanting to we
Vote for we and we go set you free
Somebody promising natural law
Die like a yogi, end all the war
Seek inner peace, end all the pain
De same woman promising to go down again
Somebody promising to run all the bread
Somebody pushing a world class head
Somebody clean out the weed well fast
But somebody letting the cocaine pass
Somebody promise to abolish the tax
Somebody promise to give we the facts
Somebody promise to clean up the land
But in this clean land, rat still killing man
We bright little youths going to waste
Somebody dinge the smile on dey face
Somebody take “One Love” off the shelf
Then the One Love boys start to sell out dey self
Somebody going to end all this talk about race
But they can't tell me that with a straight, straight face
Big, big men dying, the crime can't solve
A madman rant is my only resolve
Ah hear the madman bawl
As he lie on a wall.

He say, "This is it, this is it, this is it, I’ve been hit!
But no time to give up, brother, no time to quit!"

A chant of a madman in this tale from a strange land
It was a chant of a madman, in this tale from a strange land
Give me the chant of the madman. Is the only salvation.

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, David Rudder for this powerful, powerful message.

"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