| They say women will rule,
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| this world in time to come,
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| it will be a heck of a thing,
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| to see a woman ruling she husband,
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| saying you got to wash,
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| don’t forget to cook,
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| or see about the children and all,
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| because she have to go,
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| to play cricket and play football.
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| Imagine,
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| men washing the dishes,
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| women gone to work,
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| then your wife come home drunk on payday,
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| beat you up she a making joke,
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| imagine,
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| women organising,
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| beauty contest for we,
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| and some hard fool fellas like me,
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| walking ‘cross the stage in a bikini,
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| imagine.
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| There will be a woman government,
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| that will be foolishness,
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| for in parliament they will be only discussing people business,
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| will be she said,
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| that she said,
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| that they said that all a dem said,
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| the prime minister,
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| you know she cooked sour fish yesterday.
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| Imagine,
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| men washing the dishes,
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| women gone to work,
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| and your wife siddon in the wrong bar,
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| cracking them dirty jokes.
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| Imagine,
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| you have a wild woman,
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| luck she running 'bout wild,
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| you bring she up for maintainance
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| and she sayin' she i need a child, |
| imagine.
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| Women will be coast guards,
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| police and soldiers,
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| big bus drivers, labourers,
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| even scavangers,
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| if you have an ex woman with your wife,
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| she sure to beat you bad,
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| saying its for you i working hard
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| while you bring in a girl in the yard.
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| Imagine,
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| a big creole man,
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| washing he wife on the clothes,
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| or he forget to saw she light
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| and she have kill him with those,
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| just imagine,
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| that a big fat man calling out he is in pain,
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| and he tellin he wife Eileen,
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| you see you make me pregnant again.
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| Hmmmm,
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| imagine,
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| imagine,
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| what a world!
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| Lord Laro. |