[part 6 continues)



((this is where some people get to show off their skills(talent)

..Before i begin let me give props to a few people who have help me with

this episode)):

1/mad q...go on my son

2/babajeff.. de poems ripe

3/ole skule.. fuh real

4/kathy.. yuh sweet babe

5/sweet c (boston).. de queen

6/gypsy.. play dem songs again

7/cj (florida) cb (new york).. miami wuk up next year

8/bajansooner and tony o'dowd.. bushy park forever

9/beach bum,peggy,omar and de rsl krew..tek some love wid

dah glass uh mauby

10/dondilite..____* inspiration

11/bajan queen..australia too far,but i can make de olympics(2000)

12/tee tee.. thanks for the research and the friendship

13/flygirl.. Barbados or bust.. yuh deh gurl

14/leslie.. thanks for the cheer up

15/nickki.. uh couldn't fuhget u

16/nicole.p.. security ...badges we don't need no stinking

badges..(this is a line from the movie SIERRA GOLD)

17/rio.. dunk one fuh we

18/felicia,shawn.. whu gine on

19/chantal.. wheh de P R

20/tia,scarlet.. 2 st.lucian flowers

21/to all others too many to mention.. uh heh still

22/heh, heh, i nearly fuhget MERNA.. how could i?

23/melonie,vaughn,tony.. write your own story

24/T Y G.. yuh know yuh calypso

25/stephen mendes.. Barbados needs one more like you

26/callie.. i got it wrong,but you are alright

27/JOHN KING.. de music gets betta..keep on

28/anthony (GABBY) carter.. do another emmerton nuh?

29/*N*.. yuh gone missing,why don't yuh read yuh e-mail

30/to me friends and enemies.. love all de way..-

peace and nuff love

31/GWENL28_ YR LAUGHTER..SO SPECIAL..thanks





MC: and now ladies and gentlefolks....the first performer on stage is

...TRACEY.. FLYGIRL

(HANDCLAPS)





Flygirl rushes on stage,grabs the mike and starts to make a speech(No

Flygirl this is not the Academy Awards Show)



FLYGIRL;thank you..thank you..the song i'll be singing will be done in

a reggae -lovers rock style i hope you all like it..its called.

"Waiting For Your Love"







SONG:WAITING FOR YOUR LOVE cc.1998--written by Dennis young-lr-





dance,dance with me

take a chance with me

tonight

your love keeps missing

whenever i touch

you..

nightime romances

daytime glances

too many chances

to be seen

together





(chorus)

i... i ..i hurt easily

waiting here in desperation

for your phone call

i...i'm hoping..hoping

not to fall

in love with you..again

waiting for your love

so much a burden

so uncertain

waiting for your love

all i do

is cry, cry, cry

from your lie lie..lies

just...waiting for your love

to come in

waiting waiting







yesterday,

full of despair

i called your job

you made me cry

cursing me,hurting me

with another lie

why oh why..

does love have so much pain

it's driving me insane..

but,,,stillll

i keep waiting... waiting

for your love





chorus;

..i ...i hurt easily

""""'''"""

::







i want you to make

make a decision

tonight

or stay outta

my sight

i don't need you

i don't need.. nee..nee

oh those kisses again

you know how to move me

you'll have to give love

so we can have a future ..er...er

stop kissing..stop...kiss..

aww.. well,this is the last time

i'll be waiting for your love.





.. (fades)..



;;;;;;;;









Terrance runs out of the audience and kisses Flygirl.they are so

much in love.Flygirl has left the cold streets of America to find a warm

heart in BARBADOS.The audience claps and whistles..they love it..







M C: WOW,that was a surprise,girl can sing lovers rock.looks like them

lovers gine rock tonight..hee hee.. ok next performer...i can't read

this writing...its...spelt -B -A -J -U -B -A -J -A -N

OKKKKK.. BAJU BAJAN..doing a dancehall song.





Baju Bajan walks up the steps at the side of the stage.he looks very

nervous..



Baju Bajan; hail breddren,hail sistren..all glory in Haile Salasie

name...jahhhh rasta far i.this song written by i and i just today and i

come here to perform it fuh unna.its an uplifting song for all i

breddren,suffering tribulation inna de ghetto...upful and onward

youtman and jah will give you the truth..

.... the songs called POOR BOY DEAD.







SONG;

POOR BOY DEAD cc.1998 -ebbdv-wriiten by Mark Quinton,Uriah

Mackintosh and Dennis young.



ghetto bwoy run down

gone gette gun

shoot up de town

mek people run





youtman,youtman

stop yuh gun shooting

yuh mout and gun

wannt muting

too many pepper bullets

spraying

too many people

dying..

now the police come

and shoot yuh down

inna de ghetto

inna de ghetto





(chorus)



de poor bwoy dead

mamaaaa

de poor bwoy dead

fathuur

de poor bwoy dead

nooo.. nooo

there's love inna de ghetto

no more.

de poor bwoy dead.

""""""""""'''''''













TALK: **the road is red and dusty

blood and chalk

marks the scene

where he fell

wid gun in hand

no love inna he heart

no not in de ghetto







chorus:

de poor bwoy dead

maaama

de poor bwoy dead

fathuur

:::;

"""'





me gal pickney

with a big belly

one more baby

inna de ghetto

inna de ghetto

boys wid guns on hip

one man shooting off his lip

another bullet--rush

and another one bites the dust



chorus://

another poor bwoy dead..

mamaaaa

"""""""'''





youtman,youtman

it nuh right

just stop fuss and fight

and let jah's love

spring eternal

in your lives

don't be

a fool

don't be another

poor bwoy dead

poor bwoy dead





ends..,





buju bajan: all hail ,i and i gone.











There is a 10 second delay after the end of the song.some people look

at each other..then one clap grew into three claps..then a mixture of

claps ,whistles and murmurs.it is a warning song..will the great country

of Barbados heed the words of the Rastaman or will it remain on its

knees,praying and afraid?







MC:That was cool..i would like to hear the words again..maybe later..

alright den..let's get a move on..the next performer on stage will be..a

three girl act from St.Lucia.the names of the performers are Chantal,Tia

and Scarlet...... the name of the group is: 3-UHWEE





3-UHWEE:This song is dedicated to the people of the Caribbean.the

struggle we have endured for so long.its also a plea for us to live in

harmony.it's a song written for us and we are giving it to YOU. It's

called: CARIBBEAN PEOPLE.It's done in a slow soca beat,with a tint of

zouk..please give a listen and repeat the chorus,when we signal...ok





SONG:

CARIBBEAN PEOPLE .CC 1998--Written by Dennis Young-utacs-





from de islands we bring

different cultures

but de same riddum

so we jump up.

we jump up at carnival

all year.

till nature's fury unleases

it's wind and rain

thunder and lightening

so frightening..

and from a storm

to a hurricane

our friendship became.

washing away.. ideology.

"""" """""" """""""""





Caribbean people... join hands

Caribbean people... dance

dance and sing.

(signal)..together on de ship

;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

we ancestors came

;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

to dese islands

::;;;;;;;;;;

living as slaves

;;;;;;;;;;;;;

cutting de canes

;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

dying for our freedom

;;;;;;;;;;;;

so we can sing this song

::;;;;;;;;;;;

(the beat gets faster here)

Caribbean people,jump up

Caribbean people,your culture's in a cup

in a cup

so drink up...

together on de ship

;;;;;;;;;;;





yeah,,come on Trinidad

yeah,do it Jamaica

uh..hu,St.Lucia

Dominica,St.Kitts..Nevis

Guyana,Antigua,Barbados

tings crisp..

in dese islands

So let's join hands

.. join hands

to eradicate de drugs

join hands

to get rid uh de guns

join hands

to save de Caribbean

:::::::::::::::::;





CHORUS__ Caribbean people,dance,,dance

Caribbean people,wave yuh hands

now jump up!

(talk)_ now stand up

stand up my people







(sing):stand up for your rights..

don't back down widdout uh fight

stand up to de injustices

and de racism

stamp it out wid an x

show dem politicians yuh vex

we gine bathe on the beach

on a cold water morning..

even if we freeze

nuff uh we pon de

sand....like peas



Caribbean people..Caribbean people

thirty three different shades

of black..

and some uh we white

but what does it matter?

what does in matter?

it's only a colour

Now before de historians

and politians

jump pon de band wagon

tell we,yes tell we ..your solution.

your solution

controversy..controversy

running in our heads

and de voice

telling us to

spread some licks

so here goes....

here's some blows..







Caribbean people..yuh nevva heard John King

when he ask yuh for yuh history

yuh throw way de books

and pick up American comics

Black Stalin,David Rudder,Chalkdust

dem all mek uh fuss.

when dey songs get lost

between rap and r& b

and yuh know calypso and soca

wouldn't cross... over

because de tape is slippin

and the artists limping

fuh de bread...

lawd ..lawd.. de music in muh head

de music in muh head..







In Guyana de story goes

Walter Rodney life explodes

and he died instantly..

but god knows

yes jah knows..

in Jamaica..another ting

Mickey Smith cruxified

on stoney hill..

in Barbados..too much crime

in Trinidad..can't spear uh dime

all over de caribbean

our people lost and confuse

some into drugs'

and can't break lose.









(TALK) we gine end it here...

because we have gone

pass our time..

but before we go

let's sing de chorus once more..





Caribbean people..Caribbean people

::::::;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; '''



(fades)

3-UHWEE takes a bow.. the claps and whistles are furious..the

audience want an encore..they go back to de mike..





(sings) ok..ok...

Caribbean Caribbean

::::;;;;;;;;;;;;;

wake up..wake up

stand... stand up

so dis is part of history

and pure misery

cause after you leave here

you gine fuhget to pray

pray to de father..for blessings

and tuh save our children

from destruction

.and build build nations

:::::::::::::::

from Jamaica to de sea wall

in Guyana..we should stand tall

No.. we en gine forget Cuba

even though it's not free ..huh?

we be one Caribbean

whether de politrickons

tell us different

one Caribbean

one people

one love..









chorus; Caribbean people...

:::;;;;;;;;;;;;.



They run off the stage..it's a feel good song..just the lyrics

needing tightening up..



MC; wow nuff talent in here tonight.. we need to film this..

Patrick Hoyos shouts from the front row: ''Don't worry we got it

covered..''





MC;OK ..next performer.. will Ingrid Alestad,please come up and do

your thing..

It's Ingrid...,Brian's Ingrid.. Brian is shocked because she never

told him she was one of the performers..she reaches over and kisses

him,then whispers in his ear..

Ingrid; ""this is for you and how you make me feel"



Brian is slightly embarass .he had no idea..he hopes she doesn't make

a fool out of herself.Veronica is intrigued..~~first she dances

bajan,then she speaks bajan..i wonder if she sings bajan"~~





Ingrid walks to the stage and hugs the MC,who is taken aback because no

one else showed him any love,like they do on the apollo show. she feels

so good in his arms..the M C nearly falls over while exiting the

stage..he would like her phone number.

(No chance. remember Brian is Victor Mature's HERCULES and he can

slaughter any lion in the coliseum_)





INGRID; i thank you,let's also give a hand to the other performers

on stage and to the D.J..he's doing a wonderful job..

the song i'm going to sing is a song,which so much reminds me of this

island and the people i have met. i'm in paradise...the name of the song

is....I'LL NEVER FORGET YOU..







SONG:

I'LL NEVER FORGET YOU CC..1998^^WFS^^written by Dennis Young





soon,i'll be ..soon, i'll be gone

away from you

and paradise..







it's been wonderful here

the people so friendly here

the sand and the sea

the sunsets and breeze

are all in my memory

walked along the shore

this morning

the waves and my heart breaking

i'm gonna miss you

i,so much, want to kiss you

F O R E V E R

TOGETHER.





I'll never forget you

never n e v e r..

i know my dreams

and sentiments will past

but your love and friendship

will last ... and i'll

i'll never forget you

no matter where i go

no matter what i do

i'll cherish these days

these days....with you

over the years..

amongst the tears..

i'll ..i'll never..

(slowly) never forget y..o..u







Baxters road was a joy

so many happy faces

so many races

dancing and laughing

t o g e t h e r

t o g e t h e r

Miami beach,paradise

Folkestone,so calm

Bathseba,Bath

all over blue.

the night at the hotel

with you...with you

i'm getting emotional now

(tears run down her cheeks)

so much love flow

between you and i

between you ...I







(Chorus) I'll never forget you..

never n e v e r...



""""""''''''''""""""'





But all good things must come to an end

so it's goodbye my bajan friends

I'm gonna miss you

but i'll never

no.. no never

forget you

the smiles and the miles

of your generosity

will be with me ....always

and now i'm in tears

(crying...sobbing..her eyes out)

i...i i'll nev..

ver for...forget

you.. so i'll just say.

BARBADOS

auf wiedersehen( goodbye in German)





(fades).



She leaves the stage crying.her long blond hair trailing behind

her.Everyone's watching her.Their thoughts are on the words and the

blond woman..she, a tourist, loving the country more than they do..what

was it about this rock,that made strangers stay on shore for

hours,painting pictures in their minds,always happy to see us

locals,taking pictures,drinking our local drinks and not getting enough

of our culture..what is it? ..well this blond woman is part

evidence.your country is not an island..your island is not a rock

surrounded by sea and sand..YOUR I-LAND IS YOUR HEART and it beats a

calypso beat..a freedom beat..a mellow beat.. a sound universal..a sound

which transpires beyond colour..beyond racism..beyond your shores..it's

a sound which mask itself in temper..in tempo.. in grief..in joy.. in

anger..and in smooth tones..just give a listen to JOHN KING's rendition

of CALYPSO..now that's a classic,not for critics to judge,but for the

listener to cherish..go on give a listen and when you have taken off

the sound..put on GABBY'S EMMERTON AND BRIDGETOWN MARKET..these songs

are examples of your life's connectabilty to your spirit..they speak of

your truths,no matter where in the world you live..these songs are your

heartbeats..these songs are you.

Brian feels her tremble within his arms.He looks around,slightly

embarass.A number of men envies him.he thinks of her infatuation with

him and his accent.now he knows it is deeper..the late night beach walk

had meant more to her than he thought possible. her sobbing sound makes

a sad hush. some women wipe their eyes..Ingrid regains her composure.

she looks around and a few faces are looking at her..her cheeks red and

the blue-sea eyes watering..she blinks away the last drop of water. it

falls between her lips..she tastes it as it rests on the tip of her

tongue. she is alright now.she had done what her heart had told her to

do..in 3 days she would be pressing against the cold of Europe..the

Austrian streets would be no comfort.she would be alone,but Brian and

Barbados would remain within her memory.They would make her warm at

night.



MC; That was a real tear jerker wasn't it.. had me going a bit,

there at de end... now back to de show.. who's next..let's see

someone name Nickki,accomapanied by her friend Scorpio on guitar.





Nickki grabs Scorpio'hands and leads him to the stage..they are both

nervous.they thank the MC.With Nickki giving hand instructions,Scorpio

relaxes and strums his guitar.the sound has a spanish feel to it..the DJ

spins a record with a techno beat..it sounds futuristic.





Nickki; this song is called LOVE BY MOONLIGHT...



SONG:

LOVE BY MOONLIGHT CC..1998..ARR.SR FRMS-Written by Dennis Young.





OHHHHH YEAH OHHHHHH YEAH



friends should not become lovers

no matter how hard love tries

to pull them together.

but are we fooling ourselves

just being friends

your laughter is within me

at the end of the phone

leaves me wanting you more

than just a HELLO.

love would be sweeter

you know..





CHORUS:

Take me away from my miseries

kiss away my troubles

just hold me..hold me

close

don't let me go...i..

.. i want you.. so much

with the stars looking down

on us..

we'll do what our hearts bekons

love in the night

love by moonlight

love by moonlight







people will talk about you and i

but their whispers wouldn't stop

our love,

let them talk if they want to

they'll just gossip until

the words run out..

we'll be too busy

getting it on

all night long

all night long.

love will be sweeter, you know

you know..



chorus:

take me away from my miseries

......>>>.

all

night long

love me tonight

love me

love me by moonlight







shhhshhhs...

slow it down

shhhshhhs

slow it down

love me now

love me tonight

through ribbons

of moonlight

all night....



(fades)



More claps and whistles from the appreciative audience.they love the

couple,who now held hands as they walked off the stage.their love was

declared for all the world too see..no matter the distance between

them,they'll a way to be together..so let them love.

a kiss is passed between them as they sit down.Scorpio brimming with

confidence..Nickki full of affection.



MC: wow, uh lot uh people in love nowadays..is this a great show or

what..mek me wannna holla...so on wid the show..no wait..before we go

the next act.lets give a hand to the men who made this all

possible..give it up to Patrick and Tony Hoyos,Mickey

(Dreadman)Hulsmiere..John Roette..Patrick Bovre..Arturo Tappin..Nicholas

Brancker..

___GIVE IT UP___-



((handclaps and shouting resounds around the room))



MC; settle down...settle down..next we have a change of pace ..we

have our first hip hop artist..his name is HARD TIMZ



A young man wearing the latest import brands from America slides his

way through the other patrons sitting in the same row of seats..he fists

the last person at the end..he's not nervous.he's got a flow going..he

walks a street walk,like a limp has impeded his normal way of

walking..he takes the mike,,acknowledges the crowd..he points to Patrick

Hoyos.he is making sure his talent is seen and heard..he is ready..

Hard Timz: yeah yeah..on de mike..not just light..yuh know what i

mean.this rap song is called...MAD WORLD....



RAP:: MAD WORLD..CC 1998 ..BESU-CASU..Li-written by Dennis Young.





(THE VOICE OF PETER FINCH FROM THE MOVIE **NETWORK** ECHOES ACROSS

THE ROOM)

<< I'M MAD AS HELL

AND I'M NOT GONNA TAKE IT ANYMORE

I'M MAD AS HELL

AND I'M NOT GONNA TAKE IT ANYMORE >>







HARD TIMZ:

LISTEN UP..LISTEN UP

LEND ME YOUR EARS

LIKE SHAKESPEAR'S ROMANS.

YO! CEASAR.. BRUTUS IS

BEHIND HIS BACK.

SO LISTEN UP LISTEN UP.





It was a story breathing life into imagination

watching walls with encrytion

notes passed around like fashion

on parade

..sharing lemonade

with good frenz

or good fellas

with Robert De Niro

playing thug hero

another Nero burning Rome

wid mad instincts.







school daze like spike lee

filming

watching your krew playing

dead fuh real..

catching hell on the way down

bullets striking body

gone heavenly

Fat men posing in NAZ gear

on a big broadway

with hapless girls in short skirts.





SING:

THIS is the world we live in

::::::::::::::::::::::::::

can we find a solution

;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

to our problems

or do we remain

A MAD WORLD.

::::;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;







politician spit-tance

at election dance

promising housing in your ear

But,but not this year

and curruption and drugs

pile under de rugs

children become men/women

un time

placing guilt on parents

and using books as weapons

on Z R vans with

booming boxes

like live corpses

hanging through windows

like festering sores





sing::

.repeat...this is the world we live in

:::::::::::::::::::::::::;;









meaning nothing by saying

something

grasping at straws houses

with wolves at the door

Red Riding Hoodwink

grandmother wears mink

searching through rubble

like Barney and Fred

Flintstone up side your head

a voice like Edwin's

crossfyah.. no klu klux klan

in the land

but a class system

hell bent on perserving

a myth chevious

dillusion

of grandeur.







sing: this is the world...

.""""""""""""""'.









(CONTINUATION.NO DUPLICATION)





(TALK) my words got you restless

like duppies in cemetries

Egyptian mummies

..then listen up some more

__THIS IS HARDCORE__







Pages torn from history

scattered on the fields

of dreams

broken widows in housing schemes

graffitti abstract paintings

like Van Goth's ear

missing...

and police investigations

held in the Bajan Vietnam

shows. secrets held close to vest

like in a war chest .



(The young crowd goes wild..standing on chairs..making gun noises

--POWW POWW POWW ..hey up)



SING: my solution..

for a world with lesser evil

Bring back the community

stop all the calamity

bring the love

back into the homes

and neighbourhoods.









yes..yes peace in de ghettos

peace in the city and the mansions

..like a dream..Martin Luther King

fade away from life.

his legacy written

in red ink

so too, did the Kennedy brothers

Malcomn X and others.





... corruption/destruction

malutrition

bringing out skeletons

from cupboards and television

with C N N.. no end

to Africa's journey children

dying for the right to a life

taken for granted.





(pick it up selector..pick it up...pick up de beat--we are going home

now.. give me a sound like a train pulling out of a station)--yeah..got

it.



{{{>>\chug...chug...chugg>>.. chuggchuggchugg>>..}}}



The war is not over

don't mind the four leaf clover

hanging peace on a Berlin wall

now gone.. democratic

from Russia's erractic

behaviour..

more war

in Africa

and Bosnia is_real

Israel and Palastine

breaking promises like stale bread

on a table with negotiations

the leaders acting like dealers

playing cards with their citizens lives

and Ireland's fragile

like old cloth handed down by heirloom

peace in and BOOM

another bomb

castrating the young..

and..a gangster fear

on the streets of L.A

glocking bodies without care

and women no longer pride

challenging the bicycle ride

flirting..short skirting

== now tell me it ain't here++



It's like a rollercoaster,going up and down

life's a pun

sentences by a gun

and babies die innocently

so i suppose

i lost de solution

to the world's problems

and de end is near

as prophets say

we're living the last day

in a vacuum

about to be consume

by fire..





--peace out



The boy drops the microphone and walks away.he's got a strong

joint. the words cascades down the minds of the audience,so many

words in one rap song.the appreciation follows him all the way back to

his seat.the girls are clamoring for his autograph.he signs and sighs.he

looks up and see JOHN ROETT and MICKEY HULSMIER calling him over to sit

with them. He knows,now,he has arrive and will soon take off again.





MC: SERIOUUUUUSS ...SERIOUSSSSS...he's got it going on..now Puffy

Combs gotta come and see what's happening in de caribbean.we got some

talent here tonight.just imagine what's happening on the street corners

of dese islands.. i'm being signalled here.. yeah ..ok.. ok folks ..we

are taking a 15 minute break..refreshments are being served in the

back..go get it and be back soon...ok







Veronica is overwhelm.In her American world she only believed what

she saw on television.when they show JAMAICA they show shanty towns and

huricanes.Tonight was an eye opener.They was so much talent on display

here.she,too,wanted to sing. she search through her head for a

song,found it and went to see the D.J.she would be the forth performer

after intermission.The D.J. wanted to keep the love songs apart from

each other.She was happy.She looks at her watch. It reads 5.06pm.she

wanted Duawee to see her on stage.She wasn't hungry,but needed something

to wet her throat.Standing in the queue(line) to get the drink,she

notices Brian and Ingrid holding each other.They make a wonderful

couple.she,also sees some familar faces from the party.she reaches the

bar and ask for water and a lime.The barman only has water;he's out of

lime.

Veronica: well..den gimmuh some mauby.

(Veronica's first bajan words-spoken like a true Bajan-American)



She feels very relieve after the words fell from her lips.she takes the

mauby-drink and walks away.Her strides have a little bounce in them,like

the Caribbean girl she is becoming.She sees Duawee coming through the

side door.he's alone. not a Wendy in sight.He squeezes his way towards

her .hugs and smiles.



Duawee: what's going on here? there are so many cars outside. i had to

park some distance from here.is the video shoot over?

Veronica; yes,its over.it was done really well. a nice concept.we are

now in another room watching a talent show.Ingrid was on earlier. she

surprised everyone,including me.There she is, over there with Brian and

one of the men who put on the show.



Duawee;I see them...so many people in here..what's that you're

drinking.can i have some? i have to tell you something later(sips) oh

this is mauby..Veronica you are becoming a mauby junkie--(laughs)



Veronica: let's go sit near the front.



They walk to the seats where they are joined by Brian and Ingrid..a

few shake hands and the show is getting on the way again.

..SHOWTIME..





MC; we're back baby..nuff songs and poems to come..the next performer

will be .. MAD Q from London Egland







MAD Q on stage..hey..



Mad Q: cor blimey..here i am on stage...awright uh ready..you ready

fuh me..then let's go..the name of the song is RUM DRINKER.



SONG: RUM DRINKER..cc 1998 ..WRITTEN BY Mark Quinton..(D.Young)

(a slow calypso beat)



well even i is as an englisman

i know how fuh to handle me rum]

pour me a rum and coke

yuh know i en gine choke

then i gine wuk up real bad

pon uh woman,mek she man mad

coz dem can't wine like me

uh big bouncy and fat belly

so go tell Fingall

tuh tek some epsom salts

den come test me

leh we seh who got de belly





(CHORUS) i gine drink de rum

tumble upside down

get up and geh two juks

wid muh big guts

getting all de jams

yes i's de wuk-up Englishman

and uh drinking muh rum

and no..yuh can't get none.

uh drink

den uh jam

den uh fall down

i's de wuk-up englishman





skinning muh teet

and i wearing uh speedo

down broad street

why,coz somebody bet me bro.

i gine wine by cave shepherd

where de boys does lime

whu.. whu dah yuh seh

no more liming

duh mashing up another pastime

muh song can't rhyme

widout a lime.





(chorus) i gine drink me rum.

**(repeat)**





CAPTAIN MORGAN NOOOOOO

BICARDI TOO SLOWWWWW

COCKSPUR OR MOUNT GAY

LOOKA I HAY

i gine wid muh cockney self

dress in a whistle and flute

ok..in rhyming slang

dah mean suit

i gine pon de harbour master

wid me boy..RASTA

i gine whine

i don't mind

if i get push overboad

just show me de sea backdoor

or wunna gine witness

a drowning

englishman

drinking uh rum.





chrous: gimma a rum

gimma two den

or i gine mek noise

wid de tourist board

about how wunna does

treat we foreigners

no hospitality nor respect

fuh we rum drinking limeys

to swear COR BLIMEY

**(repeat --chorus)



i gine drink me rum

tumble upside down....

etc...







___ends___





Mad q has the crowd breaking up with laughter.his antics on

stage,when he geh de two juks,has most of the women wondering^^^~how

long he hay fuh~~ he does move sweet doh^^^





MAD Q: uh got anudder wun..wunna ready..oh wunna din know uh could

speak bajan..well i went school hay,my father born here,muh mudder

elsewhere,,so wherever i go,first, i's a bajan ,then an Englishman. this

nudder wun is a celebration fuh Andrea Blackette, we golden girl from de

Commonwealth games..ok dj..set muh up.. ok.. on yuh march.. get ready

..get set...SIDDOWN ...yuh tink i's Edwin singing OBADELLE.this one is

fuh de girl Dev tell we bout long time..de one wid de sexy running style

jumping over hurdles...ok get ready again..on your march ..get set..

go...wuk up wuk up...

the music is fast and furious..it sounds like SQUARE ONE'S

Raggamuffin,but with a (trip)hiphop grooove.mad q at the helm again.





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