| Well they moan and dey fuss and dey say we want we fete
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| And dey ‘buse and they cuss and they say this is a threat
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| Yes, they damn and they blast, and they say we hope it ain’t true
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| They won’t dare to cancel we jump up 1972.
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| Mama, when they hear they go get the carnival
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| All masqueraders on heat
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| When they didn’t hear if it was official, but they started turning beast on the
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| street
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| And they start to jump around, yaay, and they start to tumble down, yaay
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| And they fall down on the ground, yaay, if you see how they gay, yes
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| But what was so comical, in the midst of bacchanal
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| Rain come and wash out mas in May.
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| Some ah them even say is they come from Morne Coco
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| so they wouldn’t let we play and dey blaming polio,
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| who they think they could fool all we know they better do fast, polio or no
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| polio, man we want we mas.
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| When the news hit the town, the band leaders rail up then
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| Well they can’t slow we down, ‘cause a lot of money spent
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| And they know very well everybody have their minds bent
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| So they have to try and save us this embarrassment.
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| One or two big shots say that it is impertinent
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| to suggest they should play carnival after the Lent
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| Well the crowd start to bawl, they eh know what they talking ‘bout
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| Why the so and so hypocrites doh shut up dey mouths. |